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Corruptors of the Road - Part 2 Written by Leo_Todrius Commissioned by Guderian

The city was bathed in the thick yellow light of a spring afternoon. The sky was full of dark grey clouds but the horizon was clear, the sunlight casting as much warmth as it could as it slowly crawled towards the horizon. Long, cool shadows stretched from the skyscrapers, creating bands of hot and cold like bars in a prison. The doors to the central library opened up, the interior dark and quiet. Alex was the last one out, but he usually was. Alex pulled the security gate shut and then closed the doors, locking up.

Alex was twenty one, standing a little under six feet tall. His brown hair was kept unassuming for his job as library computer lab manager. Alex had always been rather straight laced, getting through life without much fuss. He had been a good student, a good apprentice. It was a whole lot of good that left him wanting something... more. Some had said Alex never got the chance to sow his wild oats, to be a rebellious youth. They may have been right.

As he moved out to the parking lot, Alex felt the boredom of the day melting a bit when he saw his Kawasaki Assassin. He loved that bike... It was the first thing to really make him feel alive. Alex moved over to the bike, running his hand over the copper paint, the polymer seat, even the crisp black tire. It was a thing of beauty. It wasn't as powerful as a Ducati or other bikes but it was his... His tiny slide of freedom. Alex grinned as he slipped his sunglasses on.

With an eager hop, Alex was soon on his bike. The engine hummed to life, the lights bright as he eased back before moving along the parking lot, merging into traffic on the road that soon became a highway. Alex navigated between cars and trucks, feeling like a leaf on the wind... He was craving freedom, something more. His blue eyes looked ahead to the ramp that led to the lower city, his home... and for the first time after work he passed it. Alex felt the thrill of the unknown move through his body.

The constant oscillation between shadow and light fell away as the heart of the city dropped back, the highway spanning across the plains like a cement river. The light glinted off of the copper of his bike, warming Alex's shoulders. The wind whipped through his hair and Alex grinned wider. He knew it was more dangerous to go without a helmet but that just added to the intrigue, the risk. After a life of being a good boy, a responsible youth, a respectable man... risk was like a drug that boiled in his blood. Alex's grin was soon practically ear to ear. He leaned forward and sped up, darting between cars, advancing like it was a game.

Alex's heart was pumping hard in his chest, adrenaline flooding his system. He advanced through the rush hour pack, minute by minute advancing ahead of them all... until at last he broke through, heading out onto the wide open road. Alex lifted his head and let out a howl the caught in the wind, carrying off into the distance. Alex panted a bit, starting to feel the chill of the wind against his skin. The height of the rush was wearing off even if the rest was still there. Alex returned his attention to the task at hand, his eyes studying the road. It was inclining slightly, heading into a hilly region.

In-between the sound of the wind whipping at his ears, the hum of the bike engine and the sound of the tires on the ground... There was something new, a new sound. Alex tried to focus on it, hearing a distant growl between that of a mystical animal and a roll of thunder. As the road evened out again at the top of the hill, Alex saw it. Up the road was another biker, riding the largest motorcycle he had ever seen. Intrigue crept into Alex's mind. He'd studied bikes before, how was it that he'd never seen that model before? He grinned again, seeing his next challenge.

Alex leaned forward again, trying to span the gap. He was closing the distance between the two, moving towards the behemoth motorcycle. The growl from the bike was getting louder, practically vibrating inside of Alex's chest. He tried not to approach too aggressively, it was obvious the big bike was American and most bikers were antagonistic towards the other group... but Alex was a fan of it all. It seemed the biker he was chasing was in no hurry to get anywhere and it gave Alex a chance to catch up, moving up from the side.

The strange motorcycle and rider reflected on Alex's sunglasses as he studied them. The bike was heavy duty, the tires over twice as wide as his own. There didn't seem to be much gear stowed away but the bike was from out of state. Alex admired that kind of freedom. As impressive as the bike was, Alex found himself drawn to the rider.

The mysterious rider was over six feet tall, black denim pants leading down to thick leather boots that rested on the struts of the bike as it lumbered along. Broad shoulders extended from the confines of a black leather vest, a symbol emblazoned on the back... a giant skull with horns and a burly beard. Alex knew that symbol, the symbol of the Corruptors. The biker gang had gained notoriety spreading all along the west coast. Alex shuddered in delight.

Alex had been in high school when he first heard about the Corruptors on the news. They had been an insignificant biker gang for years but then all of the sudden they had gotten active, led by two brothers... Grant and Damon. The news and internet had filled with rumors about the biker gang seducing teens into running away and joining their gang, becoming big burly bikers and living their life for no reason other than pleasure. It was as if they became animals, living by instinct. Alex had never expected the Corruptors to be so far east...

The stories of the biker gang had captivated Alex, if anything they had even inspired him to get a motorcycle in the first place. Alex blushed despite the cold wind, realizing he was being a fan boy over a gang of criminals... He'd never be that bold to flaunt the law, to take throw himself into the wind like that. He didn't have the courage. Alex began slowing down, giving the Corruptor more space. To his surprise the other bike slowed down, falling back at the same time.

The biker turned his head to look at Alex, crimson red aviators obscuring his eyes from view. The biker had a young face, no more than twenty years old... but what a twenty years. His face was covered in a short but dense beard, the dark brown starting to curl a bit. Tribal tattoos ringed his exposed arms, thick rings hung from his ears, the shadow of dark hair emerged from the open part of the vest, his arms showing a fair downy coating of their own. Alex's eyes widened when he realized how big the hands and feet on the guy were. The biker looked over Alex's bike before grinning, moving closer.

"Nice bike!" He shouted over the roar of the road.

"Thanks!" Alex replied, blushing again. He was surprised that a corruptor would like his tiny Japanese engine, "Yours is amazing!" he added.

"You want a beer?" The biker asked. Alex's eyes shot wide in surprise.

"While we're driving?!" He asked in surprise. The other biker laughed out deeply.

"There's a rest stop in a mile!" He replied. Once more Alex felt like a fool, but he wasn't about to turn this down. It had been his destiny to leave work, to let the spirit of the road take him.

"I'd love to!" He replied. The biker grinned, giving a nod, moving back into his own lane before merging right in preparation to turn. Alex followed, keeping a safe distance from the huge bike. Alex looked the bike over, from the chrome work to the wide handlebars. It just dripped with masculinity... and then Alex saw the biker's groin. The denim was stretched over a huge bulge, faded from having done so often. Alex felt a little faint, imagining how manly the man that rode the bike was.

A honk from a car coming up in the fast lane warned Alex that he was drifting in thought. He corrected, praying that the biker hadn't seen. Thankfully it seemed the Biker was checking out signs about the rest stop. Eventually they saw the off-ramp leading into the first grove of trees that dotted the hill top, one of the few sparse stretches of trees. Alex followed the biker away from the highway, dropping speed.

The rest stop had seen better days, the old brick buildings worn with time, the dark brown roofs faded... but it was clean and quiet. The sunset filtered between the tall limbless trunks of the trees, still providing plenty of yellow orange light. The biker pulled into a stop, is bike taking up almost as much space as a car. He swung his leg over the top, stepping down. Alex pulled into the spot next to the stranger, slipping off his sunglasses. The biker opened a compartment and pulled out a huge brown glass bottle of beer and then another, water running down the sides. They'd been sitting in ice apparently.

"Here you go brother." The biker said, offering Alex one of the bottles. Alex grinned, a bit nervous, but he reached out and curled his hands around the thick neck of the bottle, bringing it closer.

My name's Alex by the way." Alex introduced, "And thanks for the invite..."

"Not a problem." The biker smirked, popping the lid off the beer, "Jake." He added before taking a swig of the beer. Alex didn't want to be left behind. He popped the lid off and tipped the heavy bottle back, the golden beer spilling into his mouth. It flooded across his tongue like nectar, the best beer he'd ever tasted. It even seemed to be punctuated by some sort of strange and appealing smell. Alex lowered the bottle again, looking around for the source of the smell. He looked at the trees, the building... and then realized it was Jake, the scent of unbridled manliness. Jake took another swig before he eyed Alex up and down.

"You wanna fuck?" Jake asked without warning. Alex dropped the beer from his hand, quickly grabbing it with the other before it smashed across the ground. Alex looked back at Jake in disbelief.

"What? You mean... you and me?" Alex asked. Jake stepped forward and reached out. Alex felt fingers dig into the fabric of his pants, closing around his shaft. Jake gave it a meaningful squeeze as he leaned forward to Alex. Alex gazed into those aviators, unable to see in... but he was sure the man had come hither eyes. Still, could he get round up in a one night stand? Was he just a quick fix? But it was a corruptor, his wildest dreams.

"Yeah, you wanna fuck... I'll change your life kid." Jake murmured. Alex was pretty sure Jake was younger than him, but he did feel like a kid in comparison. Jake had so much world experience. Alex hesitantly reached out to grope Alex's groin, squeezing at the bulge in Jake's groin. The fabric felt interesting, some sort of garment beneath the denim.

"What's that?" Alex asked, realizing how stupid he sounded after asking the question. Jake gave a half nod of his head as if to answer. He popped the button of his jeans and reached down, letting his fly open. Alex couldn't have taken his eyes away from that point even if he wanted to. He looked from the furry treasure trail leading from Jake's novel and flaring out into a wide bush just above a jock strap that seemed soaked with musk.

"It doesn't ride up like other things..." Jake said with a proud grin. Alex swallowed, gazing at the jock strap for what seemed like minutes before he looked up and then over his shoulder.

"What if someone comes, what if someone sees?" Alex asked. Jake laughed.

"Then I'll let them watch until they drool or fuck them until they love me." Jake grinned, reaching to start taking off his jockstrap. He began drawing it off more and more, the smell of his sweat and manliness flooding the air despite the breeze. He looked at Alex, his eyes practically glowing behind the sunglasses as he grinned, "But for you... it's already too late."

"What are you tal...." Alex trailed off as the smell hit his nose. A drop of saliva leaked from the corner of his mouth before he fell to his knees, pushing his face into Jake's groin. He nuzzled the jock strap before his tongue slipped out and he licked the fabric. Jake tangled his fingers in Alex's hair before pulling the boy's head back just long enough to pull off his jockstrap. Soon Alex was face to face with ten inches of pure uncut shaft. Alex panted, his tongue hanging out of his mouth before he started licking at Jake's shaft uncontrollably.

"Oh you little slut, I knew you were just right..." Jake chuckled, "Are you going to be a dirty little cum fiend?" Jake asked. Alex felt the words soaking into his mind before he nodded gently. Jake pushed it a little further, "You want to give in to the pleasure, don't you? You'd give anything to get it... wouldn't you?" He asked, his voice carrying a deeper tone to it, a gravely seriousness. Alex nodded, practically whimpering in need. His tongue found the tip of Jake's huge cock and pushed into the foreskin. Alex's eyes nearly rolled into the back of his head as he almost fell back.

Jake let out a grunt of delight, his hunger taking root. He suddenly shoved Alex onto the cement, moving to straddle the goody two shoes. Alex whimpered, wanting to be reunited with the cock but he was pinned. He leaned up, shoving Jake's vest wide, licking circles around the biker's nipple, licking the sweat from his skin, inhaling his scent. Jake let out a beastly groan as his ears began pushing into points, his fingernails pushing out and growing into sharp claws. He ran the claws along Alex's pants, splitting the fabric before he sliced up at the underwear. Alex's hard cock soon sprung out, seven inches and cut.

"I'll be your cum fiend... I promise." Alex moaned, captured by the musk, thinking begging was the quickest way back to the tasty cock. He had no idea that Jake had something else in mind. Jake brought the head of his cock to Jake's, rubbing tip to tip. Alex panted softly, the grit of the road pushing into his back, the smell of musk and hot motorcycle engine in the air. Jake grabbed the foreskin of his cock and began working it forward and back, sliding it onto Alex's shaft.

Alex gasped in shock as he felt the hot, moist flesh of Jake's foreskin slipping over the head of his cut shaft. It was so intimate, so amazing, so delightful. Alex writhed beneath Jake, pushing his hips into that, feeling the foreskin slip further and further around him. Jake leaned forward and kissed Alex deeply. Alex felt how strong Jake's tongue was but he pushed his own into the biker's mouth, swirling it around, feeling Jake's teeth... They felt almost like fangs. Alex moaned, hands moving to pinch and tug on Jake's nipples. Jake groaned, breaking the kiss to look into Alex's eyes. He reached up to slip off his aviators, his hazel eyes practically orange.

"Do you want to be one of us? Do you want to give up everything?" Jake whispered. Alex looked into those eyes, finding them more beautiful than any he'd ever seen. He thought of the corruptors rumors, of his fantasies, of what was going on. It was all he'd ever wanted.

"Yes, I'll give it all up... anything." Alex whispered. Jake grinned wider, licking his lips.

"Then I'll take your soul... and let you be reborn as a brother." Jake whispered, pushing forward into a kiss. Alex moaned softly as he felt the lips against his own... and then it all changed. The heat drained from his body, the air... Everything felt as if it was being sucked away. His back arched, his lungs and heart trying frantically to work but nothing was there, it was as if a vacuum was forming in his chest. The only life that remained was in his lips, the lips being massaged by Jake.

Jake kissed Alex, absorbing his memories, his life, his skills. He reached down and worked his clawed demonic hands on his foreskin before he suddenly spread it up over Alex's entire cock like a sleeve, the hot demonic skin massaging Alex's member. Alex was left helpless in the kiss, eyes glossy as his life replayed before his eyes... He could feel his morals and inhibitions and dedications eroding away, there was nothing but lust and pleasure... All the times he had wanted to fuck, to jerk off, to let loose... Nothing would hold him back anymore.

The kiss came to a slow end before Jake leaned back, licking his lips. Alex was motionless for a moment as his body adjusted to being soulless. He was a husk of a human being, nothing but the corrupted flesh. Alex's lips parted, forming into a grin that revealed wicked fangs. A long demonic tongue slipped across his lips before he pushed forward, kissing Jake with a hungry passion. Soon Alex was fucking into Jake's foreskin wildly, grunting and moaning. Jake grinned against the kiss, glad he had corrupted another human being... It was all just beginning.

Jake felt such power in this new one he had created. He hadn't been diminished by the loss of his soul, lust spread to fill the void... Alex was practically feral in his hungers... and it was starting to show. The lithe brown haired do-gooder's body rippled, muscles surging and pushing out until they burst the seams of his shirt, the fabric tearing off. His skin glistened with sweat, his nipples pert, his arms bulging. Alex's shredded pants held no restraint, bursting as they filled out. Soon Alex was in nothing but his shoes, naked and glistening, fucking the demonic foreskin around his cock.

"I need more! More!" Alex begged, panting, a long slithering tongue sliding along Jake's neck. Jake opened his mouth and let out a hungry roar of delight, bearing his fangs before he moved to bite Alex. Alex felt the fangs sink into his neck with such pleasure and a twinge of pain, but that was soon made up for. Alex's body bulged more with muscle, but other changes were accelerating with the venom of a demon in his veins. Alex's ears grew into longer and longer points, his blue eyes shifting to become a brilliant yellow... stubble pushed through his skin and from the point of the bite something was spilling out. It was not blood, it was color.

At first the splotch seemed to be the color of a fine tan, but it was darkening just a bit as it spread along Alex's neck to a rich brown sienna. The color curved up over his jaw line and the stubble quickly turned black, pushing out at a rapid pace into a bushy chinstrap beard. The hairs on his chin turned brighter, a rugged strip of defiant orange emerging. Alex hissed in delight, the color spreading across his mouth, nose, and soon the rest of his face. His hair was turning a deep black to match his beard.

As Alex changed, Jake pulled his own cock back slowly revealing inch after inch of Alex's own master member. It already boasted his darker skin tone and the head was sheathed in the same ample foreskin the corruptors all had. Alex's scent was already so strong it rivaled Jake's, pearly precum dripping from the tip of the twelve inch cock. Alex's hair seemed lighter, feathered as it drifted on the wind, the tips looking a bit orange as well. The color slipped down over his body, turning his nipples darker.

Jake reached behind Alex, caressing his ass cheeks before prodding the tailbone. It began to stretch and flex, growing slowly into a new demonic tail. Alex let out a grunt, panting hard, licking his lips. The new demon soon moved, burying his face in Jake's groin, inhaling the musk that was there before he began licking Jake's cock. Jake looped his claws in Alex's hands, guiding him to the head of the shaft. Alex opened his mouth and took the cock in slowly, licking and sucking on the musky flesh, feeling amazing as he did so.

There was a strange groaning sound before Alex's shoes burst, unleashing wide talons of his demonic feet. They clawed at the cement, cutting into it as the claws turned black and the flesh the deep tan. Black body hair sprouted all over Alex's arms and legs, a thick patch moving out on his chest. The muscle had continued to build... Alex was becoming quite the masculine behemoth, his tail whipping around behind him in delight.

Jake had other things to focus on. His clawed hands grabbed Alex's head, guiding the new demon up and down the long shaft as Jake's true nature emerged. His skin was turning a bright crimson red, his clothes seeming to stretch and grow with his body. Alex felt a strange nuzzle to the top of his head as Jake's belly pushed out, rounding with fat on top of his many muscles. It seemed he loved to eat despite keeping fit otherwise. Alex groaned in delight, it was all so much better than he had dreamed.

The more Alex sucked like a hungry pup, the more turned on Jake got. His red tail swished around from a spot of his pants that had apparently been Velcro. His huge glawed hands flexed, still gripping Alex's huge head with one hand. Jake's clawed thumb rubbed at Alex's temples before glossy black horns began pushing out from his skin, too shiny to blend into his hair. Jake had two sets of horns, both almost a silver as they curved back along his skull more like dragons than demons. Jake's short bushy beard had been stretching out too, the curls working around each other, stretching longer, the hairs unstoppable. Before long he had a long, full biker beard worthy of an elder rider, the base tickling his nipples. Alex was but a child to him.

"Ungh, yes... Fuck... YES!" Jake called out, holding Alex's head to his groin. Alex let out an animal purr as the hot, musky sperm flooded his mouth, radiating heat. He gulped it down greedily, feeling for the first time since his soul had been taken that he was in fact full. His arms glimmered, the brown skin shimmering as tattoos began to appear. The infinity symbol, strips and bands, chevrons... His arms were soon coated. A silver tattoo of fiery wings spread across his back.

"Ohhh..." Alex moaned as it felt like something had pricked his ears. What seemed to be blood dripped out at first until it fashioned into three black rings hanging from the underside angle of his pointed ears on both sides, dangling. Jake grinned in delight at that, but he'd feed the boy enough over time. Jake pulled out from Alex's mouth, splattering his face with cum before he shoved Alex back onto his back, moving to straddle him. Alex cooed as he felt Jake change position, their hot cocks soon rubbing together and coated in the last spurts of cum. Alex humped against Jake, panting.

"That's it... Embrace your new life... Give in." Jake whispered. Alex grunted and moaned, humping furiously, cum covered cocks making such naughty noises before Alex gasped, his back arching, his golden eyes gazing upwards into the sky. His cock pulsed and he sprayed his first load of demon seed, spreading it all over Jake's belly, the two so intimate. Jake grabbed Alex's head and forced the boy's lips open with his strong tongue. He kissed Alex with such passion, domination, lust... Alex was sold for all eternity. His tongue wrapped around Jake's waist, holding the two together.

The cum seemed to seep into their skin... Soon Alex felt more soft hair caressing his bas, the rounded belly of Jake's covered in thicker dark hair. Alex moaned, reaching to massage the flesh, his hand grazing the dark forest on his own abdomen. The kiss continued, lasting so long it practically made their lungs ache... Finally, after several cum soaked minutes, Jake broke the kiss. Alex panted softly, recovering his breath before he gazed into the eyes of the demon that freed him. Alex swallowed a bit in preparation.

"I love you..." Alex whispered softly. Jake looked almost surprised, tilting his head. Love was a human concept, one he thought he had destroyed when taking the boy's soul.

"You love me?" Jake asked to be sure. Alex nodded gently. Jake was bemused, startled, but a grin crossed his lips, "Then ride with me..." He murmured, climbing off of Alex, pulling him to his wide demonic feet. Both men were still dripping with seed but they turned to face Alex's Japanese bike. Jake shook his head, "This won't do... You'll need something better."

"Where do we get one?" Alex asked. Jake grinned.

"We make one." Jake whispered, moving to come up behind Alex. He began rubbing his hot red cock against Alex's ass cheeks, reaching down. Alex watched as one clawed hand wrapped around the base of his cock, the other wrapping around the rest of his length. Without warning or mercy, Jake thrusted into Alex's ass. His cheeks were spread wide. Alex felt weak in the knees but it felt amazing. He gasped as Jake hit his prostate. Drool leaked from Alex's lips, gathering in his beard, the orange tip getting a bit longer than the black.

Jake's hips were bucking so hard Alex nearly fell onto his bike... and that was before the demon started double fisting his new recruit. The tight hands worked up and down the shaft. Alex let out a deep howl of bliss, his precum starting to shoot out in spurts, landing on the motorcycle before him.

The metal and plastic and polymer began to creak and shift. The bike suddenly seemed heavier, sinking down on the tires lower. The plastic covering the engine retracted, showing the guts of the bike. The pipes twisted and contorted, moving like snakes, giving the engine more weight, more power, more stamina. The black paint faded from the engine as chrome emerged. The copper shell remained, however, turning from plastic into real metal. The seat grew larger, the struts bigger. The small handlebars spread out and rose, the rectangular lights warping into round ones. The overwhelmed tires soon got girth themselves, spreading out and getting thick.

"Fuck yes!" Alex whimpered, looking at his monster bike. The bike that had gained him his freedom had been transformed just as he had; they were together as always, like real brothers. Alex was overwhelmed, partially from the motorcycle and partially because of the demonic cock hitting his huge prostate. Alex howled out before his cock unleashed a huge stream of cum, splattering all over his bike seat. He had expected to feel limp but he only felt stronger.

Jake pulled back from Alex's ass and spun the demon around, kissing him fiercely. They could feel their hearts beat in unison, smell the musk of each other, feel the muscle and hair of pure men... They were superior to all the humans, prime examples of what truly could be achieved... Who needed forbidden fruit when you could have the meat of the snake? Jake finally broke the kiss, gazing into Alex's golden eyes.

"You are a truly superb specimen..." Jake whispered.

"Thank you... for freeing me." Alex whispered, clawed hands grazing along Jake's rounded stomach. He almost felt envious, though his perfectly carved abs were rather nice.

"Well now we have a long ride ahead of us... We have more demons to free, more souls to consume... There's nothing quite like it, tasting the innocence... watching the deviant be born..." Jake murmured happily, patting Alex on the back before pausing, "Sadly... We can't travel like this or it would draw too much attention, and as much as I'd love to see you ride naked... We better work out some clothes for you." Jake murmured. He circled Alex, trying to figure out what might work best. He paused as his toe came across his own discarded jockstrap soaked with spunk.

Alex gasped softly as he felt Jake come up behind him again, then the feel of the soaked cotton against his groin. He looked down as the jockstrap was attached, holding his semi-hard cock in place. Alex could smell Jake all over it and felt so proud. With that done Jake reached out, moving his hands around Alex's waist. A thick band of leather appeared, silver studs appearing in it as a belt began materializing. Jake's hands dropped, tight black jeans following. As Jake's hands reached Alex's feet, they seemed to retract and shrink... but only to size fifteen. Thick, dark boots covered the massive feet, rising up the legs.

Jake's attentions moved to Alex's torso, moving across his chest, massaging the skin before a dark black shirt appeared, clinging tightly to his muscles. When that was formed he worked on a matching leather jacket to his own, the Corruptor logo emblazoned on the back, glistening in the last bit of sun as it sunk into the horizon. Jake kissed Alex and reached up to rub his mate's ears, letting them revert to human shape. The piercings stayed, all the tattoos... Even his muscles. Alex's tail disappeared from sight, his horns... But his hair and beard were just as vibrant. Jake grinned after a moment, deciding to leave Alex's eyes the gold and the skin the sienna. It was just exotic enough to be alluring.

Alex felt a pang of grief in his heart to see Jake revert, though he too seemed inspired by the day. His stomach stayed rounded, his beard stayed long. It seemed his days of playing daddy weren't quite over as far as Alex was concerned. Before too long both were dressed again, leaving only the sunglasses. Jake leaned down to pick both pairs up, slipping his own on before tossing Alex his own. Alex caught the sunglasses, realizing his fingernails were black like his claws. He grinned in satisfaction at that, slipping his golden colored sunglasses on.

Jake gave Alex's ass one last swat on the butt before he slipped onto his bike. He kicked it started, the growl reverberating through their chests. Alex gazed at his new motorcycle with reverence, knowing it had the same... soul... of his old bike, reborn like he was. He gave the metal a loving caress before he moved, slipping his leg over. Jake settled down onto his seat, moaning as he felt the cum he had spilled their soak into his jeans. It was just dirty enough to make his jeans bulge tight.

Alex's bike growled to life and the headlights snapped onto both. Jake led the way, pulling out and driving along the rest stop, Alex following as they headed out along the road, merging back onto the highway. The sun had set beneath the horizon but it was still filling the heavens with enough light to see, the stars coming out in a sheet of velvet. Alex and Jake advanced along the highway side by side, navigating between cars as they headed out.

The wind was liberating against Alex's hot skin, he felt more comfortable than he ever had. Not too hot, not too cold. Even in the wind he could smell Jake, sense him. They were at a more relaxed pace, although Alex felt something draw his focus. He turned his head, spotting a car full of teenage boys. Alex licked his lips, realizing he could sense the dirty thoughts, the fantasies... The boys were almost ripe for the picking. It was true, he was a demon... A demon evolved for the hunt.

Alex pulled up alongside Jake, taking up two lanes with their huge bikes. Alex was amazed at how well his eyes worked. He could see every detail of every car, he could even see the rabbits on the plains, the other creatures. On the southern horizon he saw the glow of another town... another sea of souls. Jake glanced over to Alex, giving his compatriot a grin before licking his lips. Just seeing Jake's gesture made Alex's stomach growl and his cock grow hard. He could feel himself leaking into the jock strap, his cum mixing with Jake's. It was all so manly, so primal, so... devilishly good. There was no substitute for being a Corruptor of the road.