Run Like The Wind
Run like the Wind Written by Leo_Todrius
Thk, thk, thk... the sound of feet coming down in rapid succession onto the track was very much part of a runner's life, along with the beating of one's heart and the steady calculated breaths that verged on the edge of panting. The sounds, the rhythms, they were just as much of it as the swinging arms, the carefully placed legs, the natural flow. Dustin was new to the college team, but the running seemed like a second nature to him. He'd run a lot as a child, his legs were in superb shape... it was the rest of him that needed a little work. The afternoon sun blazed a brilliant orange as it lowered in the sky, the heavens already shifting into faint blues and violets as evening encroached across the city.
Dustin didn't slow as he approached the edge of the track, he moved off of the recycled burgundy rubber surface and onto the cement, jogging along the outside of the gym on the way to the locker rooms. It had been a gratifying day, at least in his head. As Dustin passed the gym windows and saw his reflection, he knew what he was striving for. Dustin was a sophomore of fairly average height, his hair a perfect mix between blond and brown in an even sort of dusty hazelnut tone. He had a broad chin that sloped back into his jaw and round cheeks. His eyes were blue and conveyed intelligence, his lips were wide which gave him a unique aesthetic. Black rectangular glasses framed his eyes and the arms disappeared back into his ever so slightly wavy hair. While many students considered him to look completely fine in a hipster sort of way, Dustin was on a quest to loose the little bit of pudge that hugged his chest and covered his stomach.
Dustin eased the back door open and began jogging down the steps into the gym, the air full of the smell of chlorine from the college's pool. He stepped out into the locker room itself, the mustard yellow lockers as garish as ever. Dustin moved slowly, taking his time. Dinner had started and most athletes on campus were either at the food hall or still out on the field. Dustin had worked things out to offer himself exclusive domain most of the time, but it seemed today was not one of those days. He came to a quick stop as he realized the showers were in use. He moved to the edge of a locker row and peered around the corner, his heart racing in hope, in anticipation. He was not wrong.
Standing in the open showers were two of his teammates, Max and Zack. Dustin had initially had a crush on them both from the first time he saw them. Hell, they had been part of the reason he joined the team. Dustin's emotional crush had subsided quickly upon learning how homophobic they were, but he still couldn't shake the physical attraction. Max was the smaller of the two and in many ways expressed Dustin's personal ideal. He didn't have a runner's build either but he had no fat, no brawn, just a body honed into health. His smooth blond hair was just long enough to comb, cut neatly into a respectable style. His cheeks were naturally a bit pink with good circulation... though he looked like a different man in the shower or racing. Any other time and he was practically inseparable from his wide brim fluorescent 90's pattern hat or his dark rapper style sunglasses that hid his stormy gray eyes.
Zack, in contrast, was about as far from Dustin's body type as one could get. He was six foot two, his brown hair buzzed short enough to require no maintenance but long enough to have a bit of shape. He had broad shoulders, broad ribs, a broad waist and long legs. The features of Zack's face were both flawless and simple. He had the perfect nose, the perfect lips, a perfect chin... They were features any clothing model could have so the customer would imagine themselves in his place, but he wasn't bad looking at all. His dark eyes were his one unique feature and they were eyes that captivated Dustin despite his better judgment.
Dustin's eyes poured over their muscles, their flesh, their trimmed bushes, their long curving manhoods. He soaked in their images as much as he could before he turned tail and moved for the nearest bathroom stall. He threw the door open and stepped inside, sliding it shut and locking it. He panted, suppressing a moan, his running shorts tented with his erection. He was almost achingly hard, though part of that came from his fear of getting caught, but that fear only turned him on more. Dustin quickly tugged his shorts down and lowered his underwear, fishing out his shaft. His fingers curved around his length and began sliding up and down, stimulating him in a way he dreamed was at the mercy of Zack or Max... knowing it was only a fantasy.
Even when he heard footsteps outside the stall he didn't stop, merely slowed down and tried to be as quiet as possible. In a few moments he heard the door out of the gym and went into full force. Dustin moaned, thrusting hard, hips sliding back and forth before he shuddered. His cock pulsed and his creamy cum splattered out of his shaft, landing in the toilet bowl before him with a practiced grace. It wasn't his first time fantasizing about his classmates and it wouldn't be his last. Dustin remained for several long minutes, catching his breath and letting his erection subside a little before he packed his package away, tugged up his undergarments and shorts and flushed the toilet.
Moving out of the stall, the locker room proved to be empty just as Dustin had hoped. He sighed with relief, taking the stairs up toward the lobby. He could shower in his dorm room; it was more private there anyhow. He reached up and opened the door, taking a step out before he realized there were people on either side of him. Max and Zack looked him over, each exchanging disgusted sneers with each other.
"Hey fatty, taking an evening run before going to dinner? You gonna go eat some butter on a stick?" Max quipped.
"Butter on a dick is more his style." Zack replied. Dustin blushed furiously but tried to get past. The two moved to block his escape.
"Where ya going? You couldn't get enough of us before; do the clothes turn you off perv?" Max asked.
"Jacking off about guys? It's just sick." Zack muttered.
"Please, just... I need to go do homework." Dustin pleaded; he would have done anything to get away from them at the moment.
"Oh we'll help you learn a thing or two; we'll beat a lesson into you." Zack all but growled. Max grinned like a shark tasting blood in the water.
"Yeah, we're going to beat the fag right out of you." Max said. Dustin tried to lunge through them but they caught him by the shoulders and arms, dragging him back. Dustin kept straining, the two jocks slipping a little trying to keep him in place.
"What's going on here?" Came a harsh but young voice. The three all froze in place, turning. Standing at the ramp of the lobby was a man young enough to be a student but his blue and black uniform betrayed that he was an employee, campus security, a rent-a-cop. His hair was straight and black, a light sheen making it glossy in the lobby lights. His eyes were a rich chocolate brown and his upper lip was darkened by black peach fuzz that would no doubt be a fantastic mustache some day. What he lacked in size and age he made up for in experience and training. Max and Zack hesitated.
"We were just playing around." Zack said, letting Dustin go. Max stared into the boy's eyes with a strange mix of audacity and confusion, as if he didn't fully recognize the point of any authority figures.
"Is that what happened?" The young man asked Dustin. The two athletes immediately fixed him with angry glares. Dustin shifted uncomfortably.
"It was a misunderstanding, I was trying to get back to do homework but they thought I could stay around longer." Dustin lied. He knew if he turned them in he would only earn more of their rage, but he wasn't going to pass up a quick escape. The security officer looked Dustin over dubiously, sensing what had really happened.
"Well, go on then. As for you two, you need to come with me. I have some questions." He said. Dustin excused himself, heading up the ramp and out the doors at once. Max and Zack were fit to be tied.
"You can't make us come with you..." Max barked.
"According to the student charter every student signed, you have to. Let's go." The officer said.
"I just want to know your name so I can lodge a complaint." Zack said, looking down on the young man. He looked up at Zack without a trace of intimidation.
"Andrew Vongthongthip. Good luck spelling it, let's go." He said, moving to lead them out of the gym and toward the nearest security office.
***
The sound of the old clock clicking the seconds away was like water torture to Max and Zack as they squirmed in their chairs. It didn't help that Andrew's 'office' was one of the satellite campus security buildings at the very edge of campus, it would take them a while just to walk back to where they started from... if they were allowed to go. The problems they were facing were a lot bigger than being late to dinner. Andrew had presented the two with evidence, circumstantial as it was, of their harassing Luke... and not just the last occurrence. It wasn't enough to take serious action but it could very well have been the way to start the ball rolling toward their expulsion from college and ruin their academic lives forever. Both had been silent since the pictures and video came out. It was Max who was the first to speak.
"We'll do anything, or... I'll do anything... Just... don't let this situation get out of hand." Max pleaded. Zack seemed nonplussed at Max giving in and admitting his guilt, but he too was looking for some way out. "We'll leave Dustin alone..." He offered, a rather feeble attempt. Andrew looked them over, his young eyes betraying wisdom as he considered.
"That will be part of it, but there needs to be more. How about community service?" Andrew asked. Max and Zack both hesitated.
"Like... picking up trash?" Max asked. Andrew shook his head.
"A student has been reported missing and security teams will be sent to scour off-campus locations but our ranks are spread a bit thin. I want you to help me check the forest after you two have dinner. If you show up, together, on time I'll consider that half of your community service to the campus to make up for creating an atmosphere of hate." Andrew said.
"Half? Just from one night of looking?" Zack asked.
"We'll do it." Max said before Zack had a chance to question anymore. Andrew gave a simple nod.
"Alright, go get something to eat." Andrew said. Zack and Max rose from their seats, heading out of the office. Andrew leaned back in his chair, contemplating the evening.
***
Twigs and branches crackled and snapped beneath Max and Zack as they moved through the woods, flashlights swaying from side to side. A little bit of evening light was still getting through the trees, but not much. Thankfully it was a warm night and the few breezes that penetrated the trees were sweetly scented. It was almost pleasant other than the grave situation that brought them so far out from campus. No doubt having them work as a team was for safety sake, though Zack was starting to resent their situation more and more.
"You would think he would be on time for something this important. How will he even know we're out here? What if he thinks we ran off? He won't count this as community service." Zack complained.
"We'll bump into some security officer sooner or later and they can tell Andrew that we were out here if we don't see him. It'll be fine." Max reassured his friend. A branch hit his wide brimmed hat but he reached up to keep it in place. He had left his glasses behind since it was so dark. The two had been walking for almost an hour, taking a zig zagging pattern into the woods. It allowed them to cover a lot of ground, though they were just starting to make it far enough in that there was nothing but the stillness of nature around them. In the distance they could hear a babbling creek, hooting owls, and a vast quiet. The stillness only seemed to make Zack more uncomfortable before there was a crackling in the distance.
"Someone's over there, maybe another team. We should check it out." Zack said, almost sprinting. Max scrambled to keep up, not wanting to get separated. They moved up a slight incline and past several closely bunched trees, honing in on the sound when Zack came to a sudden stop. Max rammed into his back, startled.
"Why'd you stop? Is there something in the way?" Max asked, leaning out from behind Zack's broad back. He froze in place as he looked to what was standing before them.
In the midst of a clearing there was a tall beast of sorts... The body was long and muscled, sleek and covered with shiny black fur. Four strong legs kept the large body aloft, fine large hooves visible against the ground even in the dimming light. A long tail cascaded almost to the ground, flicking about with a sylvan grace. In any other context it would have been the body of a fine horse, but there was no horse head... Where the neck should have been the black fur tapered off into tanned flesh, a finely muscled abdomen, shapely pectoral muscles and fair arms... and the young face of Andrew. It was a centaur... just like out of the old legends.
If anything, Andrew looked even more in his prime as the mythical beast, a male coming into the height of his life... and apparently his arousal. Suspended from behind his hind legs was a long, thick veined member at least twenty two inches long. The head even flared wide, blunt on the tip. The weight of it caused the shaft to curve down a bit, as if welcoming any who would want to sample its girth for themselves. Max and Zack starred in shock for a long moment. They couldn't believe their senses; they didn't know what to do. It had to be a trick, some hallucination. Had they brushed up against a poisonous plant?
Max turned to leave, taking a step before he was compelled to stop. He wasn't sure why at first but then he realized that Andrew was speaking... though he didn't recognize the words. They were strange and foreign... but he had to obey them. Against his will, Max turned to face the centaur. Then both stepped closer to him. Zack fought every step, struggling with his own body, but it was no use.
"What... are you doing?" Zack grunted, hoping that they could run away if the centaur stopped his spell. Andrew smiled. The words stopped but neither man could run.
"You persecuted a man for loving other males and being different. To truly teach you a lesson I'm going to make sure that you love a very different kind of male, something to set you completely apart." Andrew said... and with that the strange words resumed. Max flushed in shock as his imagination began filling with lewd images... Being knocked onto all fours, his ass hiked into the air so he could be mounted by the large beast before him, hearing Andrew's grunts and moans high above his head, being skewered by the huge cock. He grunted, shutting his eyes, trying to block out the mental image. He wasn't gay, he didn't even want to imagine these things but he couldn't stop.
Zack's fingers clenched against his hand as he fought off similar mental images... of running in a field with the centaur, of kissing him before being knocked down, his inferior cock rubbing against the massive one before his lips parted to take in the huge meat. Zack all but snarled in disgust for what Andrew was making him imagine. Fantasy after fantasy was being pumped into their minds, forcing them to watch and imagine it. Both men struggled against the images of hot cocks, of messy flowing sperm, of themselves moaning and groaning.
"Stop... don't... please..." Max whispered, panting softly. His body was hot with embarrassment and effort, a light sheen of sweat building up across his body... and then it happened, the breaking point. The blond boy's pants started to tent, to extend into an erection. He shuddered, "Please, don't stop..." He whispered more loudly, letting out a groan before his eyes snapped open, "Please! Take me, mount me!" he begged.
"No! Max! Don't let him get to you!" Zack demanded. Max took a step forward of his own free will, then another, moving toward Andrew.
"Please, fill my ass with your seed! Make love to me, I beg you!" Max said pleadingly. Andrew gave a mischievous grin.
"Perhaps... once you've proven worthy. Drink from my shaft and we shall see." Andrew said. Max grinned even more.
"Nothing would make me happier." He said, dropping onto all fours. Zack struggled against his invisible bonds, watching in horror as Max willingly crawled between Andrew's proud equine legs, moving toward the massive shaft bobbing under the centaur's stomach.
"No, don't..." Zack grunted, looking away. Andrew began to speak the strange words and a new wave of sexual fantasies flooded the jock's mind. He gritted his teeth and tried to think of the least sexy things he could but nothing seemed to work. While Zack struggled, Max didn't resist at all. He knelt beneath the mighty centaur, reaching up to stroke his massive length. It was so warm, so tantalizing. The blond boy's lips parted and his tongue emerged, pressing to the wide length before him. Max slowly licked along Andrew's meat before slathering the head of his shaft with saliva, even teasing the cum slit with the tip of his tongue. Andrew stomped his hoof in delight, his eyes closing tight in bliss.
Max continued to slurp at cum slit in the cock, probing its depths, finding the taste more and more exhilarating. His own groin was achingly hard and demanding attention but the boy couldn't fathom taking his focus away from the centaur. He wrapped both hands around the horse cock, starting to stroke the length as his lips spread across the flat head of the beast. Andrew snorted, stomping his hoof again happily and flicking his tail as the human serviced him. It was a burden being as he was, at least when it came to masturbation. His hips gave the slightest of movements and the cock surged forward, pushing into Max's lips. He sucked on the cock as his cheeks went wide, his jaw spreading to make room for the large member.
Zack grunted as he watched, his own erection painfully hard against his jeans. He reached for his groin before thinking, unbuttoning his pants and unzipping them. It wasn't until he was fondling his bulge that he realized he could move, but only when it came to self pleasure. Zack whimpered, fighting the urges. He tried to take his hand away but they wouldn't leave, remaining on his groin, squeezing and massaging his hard cock. Zack shook his head before he moaned harder, moving to slide his hand into his underwear as he watched, gazing at the sexual act before him.
Max was getting into the swing of things, a real pro. The blond's head was bobbing back and forth, cheeks bulging out with the size of the horse cock but he couldn't get enough. Soon the shaft was bumping the back of his throat. Max relaxed it and let the cock start sliding down his esophagus, using his throat like a pleasure sleeve. Feeling the pressure around his cock, Andrew wasn't able to hold back. He let out a strong neigh before his massive balls tingled and his shaft pulsed. Max felt the cum move through the shaft a split second before it began spraying down his throat.
Despite having the cum pouring down his throat already, he greedily tried gulping the sperm... and was successful. Not a drop was wasted as he gulped it down. One of his hands left the centaur's shaft, moving to free his own. He fumbled with his pants before they were unclasped and opened, his underwear pushed out of the way. His six inch shaft emerged from the pants, completely hard against the evening air. Max started stroking himself at once guzzling down the centaur's sperm. With each gulp he seemed to look more energetic, healthier. His body was gaining a bit of definition as muscles swelled ever so gently. A tiny tingle spread out beneath his lower lip as soft blond hairs began spreading out, pushing into a fine soul patch.
Andrew's first orgasm subsided and Max slumped back, laying on the ground, jerking himself off wildly. He began to moan and buck, each tug of his shaft making it stretch a bit more. Max started to since the miniscule changes and tugged hard, the cock spreading in his hand to be seven inches. He tugged again and again, getting it to eight and then nine inches long before the growth stopped. Max couldn't have been happier, his cock was bigger and there was more to love. Zack watched Max jerking himself off wildly, boasting a far prouder shaft. Zack was envious. He looked up into Andrew's eyes with an intense lust.
"Please, let me do it too..." Zack whispered. Andrew grinned to himself. No one could resist him. The centaur trotted over, his equine legs finding a perfect footing. Zack lowered to his knees before Andrew, watching him come to a stop before he advanced. The brown haired jock kept watch on the dripping shaft, called toward it like a siren song. His hands reached out, starting to stroke and fondle the cock before he was closed enough to lean in. Zack began to nuzzle against the cock with his lips before they parted and he took the large size in. Zack seemed to have an easier time of it, his head larger than Max's.
Zack lacked the natural skill Max had. He felt both inferior and started to wonder if Max had been a closet case, but all of those thoughts faded as he sucked Andrew off. Andrew moaned, feeling a second human working his shaft. He was so proud to be such a male, so virile... and the thoughts were enough to push Andrew over the edge gain. He blushed and moaned, having hoped to hold off longer... but it was too late. The centaur let out a long moan as his seed ushered forth from his cock again.
Zack tried to swallow it all but it came so fast. His cheeks bulged out and the cum escaped from his lips, smeared over his face before dripping down messily along his chest. Still, Zack tried his best to drink the centaur sperm, letting it fill him and suffuse him with strength. In mere moments his body was already changing. Zack's muscles grew more defined, the last ounces of fat drained away from his boy, his face even darkened with stubble before it grew into a full goatee ringing his face, the mustache particularly thick. The curls of thick, dark body hair began poking out of his shirt, betraying the changes beneath.
The jock's hands found their way back at his own groin as he drank, kneading and squeezing the flesh before he tugged his underwear out of the way, grabbing at his cock. Zack had always been longer than Max, but even now he was only an inch shorter at eight inches before changing... and his cock was starting to change as well. It surged, growing thicker in his hand before spilling out longer, giving him more and more to work with. Soon Zack was stroking nine inches of cock, then ten before it subsided again. Still, every extra cell was one more that could make him feel the pleasure and bliss of his changes.
Across the clearing even with all the ruckus Andrew and Zack had been making, Max wasn't done making noises. If anything, the noises were starting to grow. He shuddered and convulsed, tugging on his cock like a madman. The cum had settled into his system, filling him with an intense warmth. It was soon too much for him> Max tore and tugged at his shirt, casting it aside before he tossed his pants and underwear, laying on the rough ground naked. Part of the heat was soon explained, the blond hair across his legs and groin was getting thicker than ever, keeping him warm... but the rest was much deeper, a change happening from within. Max's hands returned to his shaft, allowing him to jerk off hard. Each stroke he did to please himself seemed to accelerate the changes. The blond leg hair darkened to a sandy brown color his balls swelled up and his shaft started growing darker.
The pink flesh was becoming almost a sort of mottled brown. The changes only excited Max further and he jerked off harder, feeling his cock spill out longer in his hands. The mushroom shape head of his cock butted against his thumb, being reshaped almost like clay. Each time it was prevented from getting longer, the cock grew flatter at the head and thicker. Even with resistance, the shaft WAS growing longer, thicker... it was looking for every inch like the member of a horse or centaur. As if to prove him right, Max's toes ached and throbbed, the toes wedging together as the skin grew webbed and then compacted. The toes were held tight together as they fused, growing together. The toenails on each foot grew into each other, the hard substance spreading across all of his foot. His ankles contorted and bent, his feet compressing into hooves. The sandy brown fur across his legs was getting thicker and softer, glistening with a fine sheen.
As much pleasure as Max was experiencing, two strong jolts of pain ripped through his system, focusing on either side of his pelvis just below his stomach. He cried out, writhing before his entire back felt as if it was on fire. The blond boy cried out as his spine began stretching out, flesh and bone and muscle filling in wildly. His body suddenly bent at a ninety degree angle at the waist, sliding back. Two squirming tubes of flesh extended outward, wriggling as new knees formed, the ends hardening into growing hooves. Max was changing drastically from the waist down, gaining hundreds of pounds of flesh and muscle, all covered with sandy brown fur. His horse cock continued to throb, getting one last growth spurt as it stretched just over a half foot longer, stopping at sixteen inches. As his equine half finished growing, Max collapsed into a heap, panting. Without making his own noises, he could hear that Zack was in the middle of quite a similar change himself.
Zack's torso had already grown too long to reach his own meaty shaft so Zack had wrapped his hands around Andrew's and was still guzzling greedily, gulping it down. His clothes had been removed. The jock's once hairless body was coated, thick curls of dark brown hair swarmed over his chest and stomach, blending in rather nicely to the fur his legs and horse stomach were covered in. The fur continued to spread across his growing body as new equine legs were stretching in, kicking a bit. Zack barely seemed to notice, slurping away as his cock swelled out, stretching to a foot and a half long before it unleashed a flood of cum all over the ground. By the time that Zack's body finished changing, night had fallen. They were bathed in cum and darkness and Andrew wouldn't have had it any other way.
***
Dustin breathed in and out, in and out, feet hitting the track in rapid succession. His times had been getting better of the last few weeks but today he wasn't pushing his all. He had intended to, planned to break records, but the day had been just too... distracting. At first he had been worried when Max and Zack showed up to run later than usual, overlapping with his time. Then he had been distracted by the fact that both men had seemed to let their inner man out a little more. Zack's goatee was captivating and Max's soul patch was cute. Then, of course, Dustin had feared a reprisal for them getting caught by campus security... but nothing had happened. Max and Zack ran their race, staying close to each other. He knew Zack could have outpaced Max but they stayed in stride... and on the far corner, farthest away from the school, Dustin could have sworn they held hands as they ran. He had nearly tripped in shock right then.
While Zack and Max had headed down to the locker room ahead of him, Dustin couldn't help but think about all the strange behaviors the two had taken part in. They had shared the same water bottle, clapped each other's backs and butts excessive numbers of times, 'brushed' hips accidentally over and over. If Dustin didn't know any better he could have sworn they were flirting. Still, even the adage about gay hate coming from closet cases wasn't enough to justify all the things they had done. Dustin tried to shake the feeling, and his erection, off as he moved around the gym and down the stairs as he always did.
After the events of the day before, Dustin wasn't going to linger and he wasn't going to let his libido get the best of him. He pushed the door open into the locker room and moved in, heading over to his locker to pull out a towel and wipe himself off. He'd worked up quite a sweat. From the sounds of it Max and Zack had too, the showers were running at full force... but there was something else. Dustin paused as he ran his towel over his head, sopping up the sweat from his hair when he realized he was hearing... moans. Not just any moans, but perfectly timed moans. Dustin turned ever so slowly to face the showers, not knowing what to expect.
One shower sprayed water all the way to the floor, the water spiraling into the drain without any obstacle between. The second shower was spraying its cleansing spray across two bodies, Zack and Max, in the midst of passionate sex. Max was leaning forward, his hands braced on the wall, his ass cheeks hiked up in the air. Zack stood behind him, one hand on his friend's hip, the other against the wall for support as well. Zack's hairy body slammed against Max, filling him full of hard cock. Each thrust made Max whimper out in bliss, strings of saliva leaking from his mouth as he gave into the passion completely. Zack moaned more and more before he howled. Max grunted eagerly as his cock released thick wads of cum, splattering the wall and floor. Zack seemed to cum for some time before he withdrew his cock and doused Max's entire back with sperm.
Dustin's brain felt as if it was exploding at the spectacle. It defied everything his senses knew to be true. How could they have been gay and treated him like that? How could they be so flagrantly open after hunting him down? What were they going to do now that he knew? Dustin dropped his towel and turned, running for the door. He could get his stuff later, he could leave it there forever as far as he was concerned. He just had to get out of there. Dustin burst through the lobby and tore out the front door, moving across campus with great speed. He may have been holding back earlier, but he reached his dorm in record time.
The door unlocked as he swiped his card and he stormed up three flights of stairs, finally reaching his dorm. He pushed the door open and moved inside before flopping down on his bed, panting. His heart was racing hard, not just from the running but in confusion of what he had seen Max and Zack doing. He groaned in confusion, wondering if he was hallucinating. Had he finally snapped? He rolled onto his back and rubbed at his face, groaning... but his reflection was short lived. A knock came from the door. Dustin froze.
"Who... who is it?" Dustin called out, knowing he was foolish to think it was them.
"Max and Zack... We were wondering if we could talk to you." Max's voice came in reply. Dustin had been wrong again. His heart leaped into his throat.
"I..." Dustin replied, but he honestly couldn't think of a good excuse to get rid of them. He slowly rose to his feet and moved over to the door, putting his foot where he could stop it from opening too wide. He reached out and carefully opened the door, easing it open. Despite his fear and trepidation, seeing Zack with his goatee and Max leaning against him friend made him dream of a world where they were his best gay friends and they did everything together. The adrenaline coursing through his brain soon reminded him of the very dangerous possibilities the real world offered.
"We wanted to apologize for everything we put you through." Zack said softly.
"We know an apology won't do it justice, but we've been learning so much about ourselves, things we've kept hidden. The truth was that we were never as brave as you, even in our own minds." Max said. Dustin hesitated. It sounded legitimate.
"Apology accepted." Dustin said, moving to shut the door. Zack stuck his foot forward in turn, keeping it from shutting.
"We're still new to all of this, we were wondering if you would go for a walk with us, talk about things." Zack said. Dustin hesitated once more. It could have been a trap. They could have been luring him out... but why would they have had sex? They couldn't be bigots and engage in sex with each other. Dustin felt hope pushing against his better judgment before finally it won.
"Maybe a short walk." Dustin said softly. He grabbed his keys and stepped out. Max reached over and gave Dustin a gentle rub on the back. Dustin shuddered. He'd wanted a friendly touch for so long. Maybe... things had finally gotten better. Dustin let Max and Zack lead the way, the three heading for the stairs.
***
The walk into the woods had been eventful, informative, and reassuring. Dustin had asked far more questions than Max or Zack had, but the answers put him more at ease. It had only been a day since they were forced to admit their feeling for each other, something they had repressed for so long. They truly seemed sorry for what they had done and wanted to make it up to Dustin. Despite heading so far out from campus, Dustin was feeling more and more at ease... enough that he could ask a simple question.
"Did it feel good?" Dustin asked, blushing even as he asked. Zack chuckled before nodding. Max closed his eyes.
"It felt amazing... though it wasn't the best cock I've had." Max said. Dustin looked surprised.
"I thought you'd only been gay for a day..." He whispered.
"We have." Zack replied. Dustin was completely confused.
"Then who was the best?" Dustin asked.
"Andrew." They both said in unison, wistfully.
"The security guard?" Dustin asked in shock.
"The one and the same." Another voice came. Dustin turned around to face the voice before he was given the second shock of his life in the same day. Standing in a clearing, larger than life, was a real centaur. At first Dustin thought it was some sort of trick, but the equine part of Andrew's body was pulsing with a heart beat, gurgling with digestive juices... it was a living, breathing thing... connected to their security guard.
"How is this... possible?" Dustin murmured.
"Do you need more evidence?" Andrew asked gently, smiling before looking at the other two, "Reveal your true forms." He commanded. Max and Zack each went to a near by tree, putting their hands against it for support as their bodies began to shift and change. They seemed to grow suddenly taller, their legs getting thinner, an abnormal amount of spine coming into place before two more legs stretched out and they fell onto four feet, the feet soon becoming hooves. Their pants burst apart, falling in tatters to the ground. Dustin fell onto his ass in shock, watching in awe, particularly impressed as their human shafts swelled to massive equine proportions. At last the brown and sandy blond centaurs moved away from the trees, moving to join their master. Dustin gazed up at the three, sitting on the ground so far below their heads.
"I... believe you, but... how? How did this come about?" Dustin whispered. Andrew smiled, taking a breath.
"For me myself, it's a very long story about a crush I once had... but as for these two, I made them join my herd so they would be more tolerant, more understanding, so they would stop pestering you." Andrew explained.
"You made them join to protect me? Why?" Dustin asked. It was Andrew who paused this time.
"Because I want you to join me of your own free will... as my mate." Andrew said. Dustin nearly fell over. His heart wasn't going to be up to too many more surprises. Andrew took a step forward, "I really mean it." He said earnestly. Dustin sprung to his feet.
"I bet you do, but how can I take this all in? Centaur admirers turning gay bashers into lovers? Wanting me to join a herd? I... I need time to think about this." Dustin said, moving into a power walk away from them. Andrew signaled for Zack and Max to stay put, moving after Dustin. As quick as the human was, he wasn't going to outpace a centaur.
"Dustin, this isn't some quick crush I've had. It started when you came to this school. You were so smart, so kind, you had such a great taste in music... And when you were short on food money you didn't beg off of others, you just found a way to make do." Andrew explained. Dustin stopped and spun around.
"You left that food card for me first year? The one in the envelope under my door?" Dustin asked in surprise. Andrew nodded. Dustin paused, "And... and that flower?" he asked.
"A yellow rose, for friendship." Andrew whispered.
"But why? Why didn't you tell me before now? Why wait?" Dustin asked, his eyes glistening with the threat of tears. Andrew moved up slowly, his hooves clomping across the ground. Dustin gazed up at Andrew's head. He was so young and yet so tall...
"I had to make sure that you'd enjoy being part of our herd, to run like the wind... and I know that you would, that you'd be able to embrace the life that I know... and I love you." Andrew said softly. Dustin broke down and surged forward, wrapping his arms around Andrew's waist, nuzzling his muscled stomach. It was an awkward position but it was one of the few a human could share with a centaur. Dustin held Andrew in place, listening to his heart and stomach for some time before he stepped back and looked up at Andrew.
"How do I become part of your herd? How did you change them?" Dustin asked softly. Andrew blushed before lightly stomping one hoof.
"By... drinking in my seed." Andrew whispered. Dustin laughed out loud.
"I can become a centaur by blowing you?" He asked. Andrew nodded. Dustin grinned a wide lipped grin, "Where do I sign up?" he chuckled. Andrew grinned wide, offering Dustin his hand. Dustin took it and the two moved over toward a grassy patch of ground beneath a high branched oak tree, shade cast across them. Andrew came to a stop and Dustin moved to kneel down, moving underneath Andrew before turning, coming face to head with the centaur's might cock. It radiated heat, was soaked with moisture, saturated with musk... Dustin had never even considered the beauty of animal anatomy before, but it seemed so right now, as if he was meant to do what he was about to do.
Dustin slowly leaned forward, moving to lick the head of Andrew's shaft ever so gently. The large centaur remained as still as possible, feeling the human's tongue on his shaft... the tongue of the man he had a crush on for so long. Andrew shuddered in bliss, his tail flicking before his shaft pulsed. A thick clear load of precum splashed across Dustin's face. Dustin sputtered, gasping for breath before he shivered. His lips parted and slipped around the end of the equine shaft, sucking with an eagerness he had never expressed before. Dustin was practically nursing the horse cock, humping his hips into the air, his hands wrapping around the length to stroke it off.
Andrew groaned, his eyes slipping shut, imagining what a fine centaur Dustin would make, how handsome he would be... He precummed again, then again. Each spurt was eagerly swallowed by Dustin, though some dribbled across his chin. Before long Andrew was starting to thrust forward and back, sliding his shaft into the human's mouth. Dustin tried to relax his jaw and throat, making room that Andrew soon took advantage of. With the hot lips tight around his shaft, Andrew was having an even harder time keeping control. He grunted, his precum getting thicker and more potent... potent enough to begin the process.
Dustin sucked on the horse shaft for all he was worth. Even with his wide lips, his mouth was stretched to the limit... but the rest of his body was seeming better than ever. Each gulp of precum seemed to rush through Dustin's body, dissolving fat away from his cheeks, his chest, his stomach... It was slow but steady, reshaping Dustin completely. With the fat gone, toned muscle was starting to take its place. Even Dustin's hard on was feeling harder than ever, the five inch cock pressing on his pants in ways it never had before... and then swelling bigger.
Andrew couldn't help but stomp his foot in delight, his tail flying around almost like a propeller as he thrust in and out of the boy's mouth. There was no holding back, not in the slightest. Andrew tried to make the pleasure last, but once more he was at a loss. His massive equine balls tugged against his body, his shaft throbbed and then the hot fertile flow sprayed down Dustin's throat. The human gulped and sucked as best he could but the excess was soon pouring from his lips... but it had started.
Dustin suddenly fell onto his stomach, his knees giving out beneath him. His hands tugged Andrew's cock down so he could continue drinking from it, holding it affectionately. Behind him his legs and hips were moving, stretching. His now baggy shorts were slipping down his legs as his ass swelled, his flanks getting bigger. Tiny chestnut brown hairs were pushing out across his ass cheeks as they were exposed to the air, then more along his changing legs. The legs that had been so healthy and fit were becoming smaller, more gangly, but the muscle strength was still there. If anything there was more than ever. Despite his distinct legs, Dustin felt a little like a worm all stretched out, at least until the pain ripped through him as two new legs started to form.
Andrew's one regret was that he couldn't see how Dustin's change was progressing, but he knew the more he drank, the better he'd feel. Andrew closed his eyes, living in the moment, feeling all the cum he was feeding Dustin... and soon there was less and less room beneath the centaur. Dustin's body had continued to swell, equine fur covering his new long torso and legs, running all the way down to where his feet were changing, shifting, turning into proud large hooves. Dustin's skin shone with a new vigor, even his hair seemed to have the natural radiance of horse fur. While all of the changes were significant for Dustin, the one that most pleased him came from between his hind legs.
He rubbed his horse belly against the slick grass, feeling it embrace his manhood. The mushroom shaped head of the member began pushing into a blunted, flared, flat head before the entire length began stretching out. Dustin's horse legs flailed about as he felt his cock reach seven inches, eight, ten... In just a few moments it had doubled in length, feeling thicker and more sensitive than ever. Dustin began screaming out in lust, leaking his own precum as his balls swelled up larger in his sack and his cock reached thirteen inches, fourteen, then fifteen... and it still wasn't stopping.
Max and Zack had tried to keep their distance but they had wandered closer to watch the birth of the new centaur, watching in awe and envy. They knew that Dustin was to be Andrew's favorite, and they watched as Dustin's malehood stretched longer than Max's at sixteen inches, then a few moments later it grew longer than Zack's. As Dustin's cock finally slowed down its rate of growth, the new centaur found himself at the edge, hooves scraping the ground. At twenty inches long Dustin's manhood came to a stop, then pulsed, and then unleashed a huge load of thick cum beneath him. The boy's eyes rolled into the back of his head as he shook in delight.
Andrew waited for the orgasm to subside before he moved out from over Dustin, moving to look him in the eye. A strong hand was outstretched. Dustin reached up and took it before carefully trying to rise to his legs. It took some effort to adjust to having four legs, or even hooves for that matter, but he began perilously rising up before his footing improved. After a stressful moment he managed to make it onto all fours, rising up to be as tall as the others. Andrew grinned wide, his heart racing as he looked at his new mate.
"How do you feel?" Andrew asked softly. Dustin took a step, then another, trying to circle Andrew... but he only managed to tumble and roll, his massive body keeping him from flipping. Andrew tried not to laugh but he failed, chuckling before moving to help Dustin. Dustin blushed but managed to get up again. He took a few cautious steps before picking up speed. As he trotted with his new lower half he grinned wide.
"This is amazing! I feel so light, like I'm floating on air..." he gasped, "And... God, I'm still horny too." Dustin admitted, blushing. He glanced at Andrew with his shirt off and then hesitated, reaching to rub across his chest. His hand lingered, finding the muscles surprising. Gone was the flab he had lived with his entire life. Dustin gave a nervous grin before he pulled his shirt off and tossed it aside, standing as a tall, proud, naked centaur. Andrew let out a whoop of pride.
"Now that's a damn fine centaur right there... And you'll probably be horny a lot. That's part of your animal side." Andrew said, advancing. The two wound up chest to chest, gazing into each other's eyes. Dustin felt like he could see into Andrew's soul and that his was up for display. He licked his lips softly.
"I bet you're right." Dustin whispered before he grabbed Andrew's head, his fingers tangling in the hair there. Andrew let out a deep moan, wrapping one arm around Dustin's shoulder and the other around his back, their lips locked and their tongues tangling. Both centaurs kissed for several minutes, their cocks growing heavy with erection once more before finally they broke for breath. Andrew smiled, reaching to rub at Dustin's ribs.
"So, about before... Do you think you want to be my mate?" He asked softly. Dustin all but laughed.
"There wouldn't be much point in me becoming a centaur if I wasn't ready to say yes." Dustin chuckled. Andrew grinned, laughing. Dustin took a few steps away from Andrew before turning, flicking his tail up to present his huge equine ass to the centaur that had created them all. Andrew licked his lips, unable to resist before he charged. His front legs leapt up, letting him get enough clearance so his belly slid along Dustin's back. Dustin let out a gasp of surprised delight as he felt the fat, long shaft of Andrew slip into his big equine tail hole. Using his weight for leverage, Andrew started thrusting his hips at once. The shaft started sliding in and out, picking up pace, filling Dustin well. Dustin pushed back, squeezing the muscles in his ass, giving Andrew even more pleasure. The two rutted like beasts, building up momentum moment after moment, but it wasn't quite enough for Andrew. He needed more... and there was an ulterior plan at play. He glanced over his shoulder to where his other creations were watching.
"Zack, fill me." He commanded. Zack's eyes went wide but he wasn't going to question such good fortune. The brown centaur trotted over, sizing up Andrew's ass before he charged and leapt. Soon his large cock slid into Andrew's tight tail hole, the three horses mating each other in a mythical gay spectacle unlike the world had ever seen before. Their rhythms slowly adjusted until Andrew thrust into Dustin with Zack's momentum and then slammed back just in time to catch the cock in the ass again. They were soon working like well oiled machines, sweat beading across their bodies.
"What about me?" Max asked from where he stood nervously. Dustin glanced around before grinning, realizing that if he was Andrew's mate, perhaps he could order the other two around as well. Dustin licked his lips as he prepared to say something he had wanted to say for months. Dustin's eyes met Max's.
"There's a perfectly good cock here for you to suck on." Dustin said. Max's eyes lit up in lee as he moved over, kneeling down and leaning in, using muscles he hadn't even had a day before to get just the right angle. His arms outstretched and his fingers wrapped around Dustin's shaft, holding it in place as he began to lick and nuzzle. Max was particularly thankful for the left over seed from when Dustin had cummed on the grass. It was so potent, so rich, just as strong as his master's. Max sucked harder, his lips enveloping the length inch by inch. Dustin snorted a bit, feeling so overwhelmed by the pleasure. His ass was getting filled, his cock was being serviced, and his mate was a whore and had to be filled by another cock at the same time. It was more perfect than he could have imagined.
The four centaurs were working in perfect sync, rutting and grunting and moaning, their scent filling the forest and spreading out, precum splattering and dripping from the many points where they were joined. They were animals, beasts, centaurs. They were the mix of the animal and the human, putting together the best of both. They managed to last much longer than they had any time before, ramming prostates for minutes that stretched into an hour. The sun had started to set, orange light filtering through the trees before at last Andrew's noises began to betray what was coming. He shivered and pulsed, his ass squeezing Zack's shaft tight before he howled out, his cock ushering forth the massive flow of seed into Dustin's waiting ass. Dustin felt the hot rush filling his depths and he couldn't hold on any longer. His own shaft pulsed, a flood of sperm rushing into Max's mouth. Max gulped it down, hoping the pleasure and his good service would start to make up for all the terrible things he did to Dustin over the months. At the very least it could have been a start.
Zack screamed out in bliss as he toppled over the edge, spraying his own seed. The only one left was Max, but like in all other parts of life he wasn't about to be left behind by Zack. Max shivered, his cocks praying cum all along his belly, soaking his fur with it. Despite the pleasure of the position, Zack pulled off of Andrew and Andrew pulled out of Dustin, all three moving to more normal positions. Andrew trotted around Dustin and the two embraced one another again, lips locked in a long kiss before they broke to breath. Andrew's eyes all but sparkled as he gazed into Dustin's.
"There's one more thing I have to tell you." Andrew said softly. Dustin grinned a bit.
"Another surprise, after all this?" Dustin asked. Andrew nodded.
"As my mate, you are also entitled to pick a pet out of our herd, a personal servant... You can choose Max or Zack, but you have to leave your mark by fucking them." Andrew said. Dustin looked from Max's blond head to Zack, taking them each into consideration for a long moment. Dustin moved to look at Max laying on the ground in his own cum, then to Zack who was catching his breath after shagging Andrew. A smile crept across Dustin's face.
"I choose Zack... he will be my pet, and then neither of them will ever feel like they are better than me." Dustin said softly. Andrew looked to Max.
"Then you are my pet... present your ass to me." Andrew declared. Max nodded eagerly, clambering up onto all four feet before he turned, presenting his thick ass. Once more Andrew charged before pushing off, his well used and cum dripping shaft spearing into max. Andrew gave several good thrusts, sliding up all the way along Max's horse back before the wild rutting began. Dustin circled Zack, getting a good look at him, not quite as quick to jump into it all. Zack grew anxious, flicking his tail up out of the way, wiggling his butt enticingly. Dustin grinned a bit, causing Zack to moan.
"I need your cock, please..." He begged, so horny that he couldn't help it. Dustin wouldn't make him wait any longer. The chestnut brown horse moved and leapt, careening over Zack's backside before his flared cock head forced into the jock centaur's tail hole. Zack let out a long and enduring coo as he felt the cock slide into his ass, getting used to being filled. It was the first time that he had taken a cock, but ever since Andrew had mentioned that they were to be pets he couldn't imagine it any other way. He craved cock and it felt so very right to have his insides filled by Dustin, handsome Dustin, amazing Dustin. Zack continued to moan, his goatee making perfect rings around his mouth as he uttered the noises... but he wasn't the only one experiencing a first.
Dustin's body shook with the pleasure of feeling an ass closing around his cock... He'd gotten blowjobs as both a human and a centaur, he had even been filled once before as a human... but never had he felt the amazing power of fucking another man, to fill another's ass with his tool, to impale someone on his manhood and have them squirm like a moaning puppet. It was exhilarating, it was intoxicating. Dustin began thrusting harder, sliding deeper and deeper into Zack, feeling just how far he could go. Dustin was thrilled that Zack's horse ass made so much more room for his twenty inch cock to enter. Dustin kept picking up pace, not holding back. A few feet away, Max's moans indicated that Andrew wasn't holding back either.
Max's eyes were squeezed shut as he felt Andrew's big tool glide in and out of his ass, making long sweeping motions, ramming into his engorged equine prostate. Every so often Max's cock would gush forward a small load of cum as if Andrew was churning it inside him like butter, causing some to overflow. Both Dustin and Andrew were fucking their pets like pro's, getting into their role expertly... while Zack and Max seemed to be learning their place better and better, their minds shaping to need the cock of their masters, to crave it at all times and to be loyal so as to always deserve that affection.
The centaurs managed to fuck their pets for over twenty minutes before one of them started to slip toward the edge. Dustin groaned, Zack's well used hole feeling like silk around his cock. It was so good, so perfect; he couldn't stand holding back any longer. A long gush of precum sprayed into Zack's ass, displaced by the horse meat sliding in and out. It was churned around, lubing Dustin even more. The sudden change in texture and friction let Dustin speed up, but the speed was all it took to send him toppling over the edge. His large horse balls throbbed before tugging up against him, the rush of semen flooding his body and his brain with pure bliss before the flared head spread wide in Zack and a huge flood of hot seed sprayed deep into his pet. Zack called out in delight, grabbing at his nipples in the midst of his hairy chest, squeezing and tugging them as the only form of self-pleasure he could manage with his own cock and balls so far behind him. As his posterior was flooded with cum, the heavy hanging cock beneath him exploded with orgasm as well, thick ropes of centaur sperm splashing across the forest floor, landing in a thick glistening puddle that caught the evening light.
Hearing the moans of the others had been one thing, but to hear actual cum splattering against the twigs and rocks was an aphrodisiac unlike any Andrew had experienced. He struggled to keep control, to make the pleasure last any longer, but his cock had other ideas. He felt a surge of cum move through his cock. He tried to hold back, but the pressure only made the seed spray harder and in multiple spurts... One, two, three, four, five... The pulses shot into Max like huge hot wet bullets. Max squirmed and writhed before he collapsed onto his front legs, his rear legs keeping his ass in place for Andrew and his cock aloft. The pet's cock throbbed before it unleashed a huge load of seed, the sperm hitting the centaur in his own stomach, soaking his fur and running down his body. Max grunted and panted, but no more so than Andrew did behind him.
Dustin had lingered inside his pet, feeling his large cock grow a little softer inside of Zack. He had gotten used to collapsing after his orgasms but the prospect was a lot more involved with his new anatomy. He had decided to lean his weight on Zack until he got his strength back before letting Zack move forward from under him. Dustin dropped back onto all fours, stretching his muscles before shuddering. Zack took several wobbly steps, his tail hole still glistening with thick centaur cream, a dazed and happy expression on his face. Dustin turned, moving over to where Andrew was. Andrew saw Dustin approaching and grinned.
"Did you have a good time?" Andrew asked softly. Dustin nodded.
"Almost as good as when you filled me..." Dustin said, reaching up to rub Andrew's cheek. Andrew gave Max a bump with his pelvis, indicating for him to advance. Max grudgingly obeyed, the two moving to dismount. Andrew dropped back onto all four legs, his cock still dripping with his own seed. Max trotted over to where Zack was, their horse bodies sliding against each other, the fur contrasting. Andrew looked at Dustin for a long moment before he moved, reaching up to take Dustin's head in his hands. Dustin melted against the touch, his eyes closing and his lips parting. Andrew met Dustin's lips with his own, their mouths entwining.
Andrew's tongue slipped along Dustin's lips, savoring their texture and moistness, the faintest of flavors before his tongue slipped into Dustin's waiting mouth, meeting the tongue of his lover. Their lips pressed tightly together, trapping the warring tongues with one another. First Dustin's tongue would show dominance, pushing its rival back, only to be thwarted and retreat as Andrew's advanced. The two had tilted their heads to make a better lip lock, the kiss lasting for some time before their faces parted, a string of saliva connecting their lips for an instant before it was gone. Dustin shuddered in delight, feeling more loved and accepted than he ever had before. Andrew reached over and took Dustin's hand in his.
"It's time for us to run like the wind." Andrew said softly. Zack and Max turned to follow, the four advancing through the forest. They headed away from the school and toward the fields beyond, meandering through the trees before they came to the tree line. The fields were already growing lush as summer approached, the evening sky filled with orange and gold and peach and violet, long shadows falling across the land. Andrew turned to Dustin with a grin, "Race you." He said softly before he took a few steps and broke into a run.
"That isn't fair, these legs are new!" Dustin protested. He lumbered forward, still getting used to them before he started to pick up speed. Despite having barely taken a few steps around the forest as a centaur, running out into an open field seemed so right, so natural. Dustin breathed deep, deeper, realizing it wasn't any different to track practice... It was all about getting the right rhythm... breath, legs, feet, arms... His body fell into a natural pattern and he was closing the gap between himself and Andrew, feeling the exhilaration of speed. The blades of grass and grain whipped against him, displaced by his powerful equine body. The wind rushed over his skin, he was going faster than he ever had. Andrew let out a whoop of delight, realizing that Max and Zack were just behind him, feeling the same thing, the rush of the wild and the speed of the centaur. The four moved across the field as fast as the wind itself, a herd of centaurs... the first full herd after many long years, but most certainly not the last.
I had this comissioned last month. What do you guys think? Should I comission for a sequel?