It's not a Problem: Part III
Disclaimers: IF you don't like homosexual relationships, 3+ groupings during sex scenes, messy sex scenes, or the occasional error, please leave. Also, if you aren't 18 yet, I don't want a lawsuit against me, so you might as well go.
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Mistakes aside, I hope you enjoy the final installment (At least of this arc)!
The paper covered bed wrinkled beneath me as I fidgeted, waiting for Dr. Gabel to come back into the room. Gage was kind enough to send me to the pediatrics office after I told him about how my now nine inch cock shouldn't be that way, and it was a major concern. He was also kind enough to call Lance. He left a message for him on his cell, so on top of Dr. Gabel's analysis, I had his reaction to look forward to later.
Idle thoughts of Lance being mad at me tangled with the thoughts of something being wrong. It ate my insides up, and my stomach was in a constant knot after Gage and I left his apartment. I had been sitting on this bed for the past twenty minutes with no word from Dr. Gabel, which also didn't help. Various footsteps came and went, but none went through the door. It was a very painful twenty minutes with only negative thoughts to occupy my time.
Bzzzzz
I almost jumped as my cell phone vibrated in my pocket. I looked at the screen as a text messaged opened up from Cal.
"So, do you want to help with some music history listenings tonight?" I thought about it for a moment. I certainly was in no mood to study for our finals in two weeks, but depending on how the next hour might go, I might need the distraction.
"Depends. What time were you thinking of?"
"8, your place."
"Maybe. I'll let you know in an hour."
"Why then?"
"I'm at the doctor's."
"Aw man, what's wrong?"
"...I don't know yet."
"Does it involve your condition?"
"....maybe."
"Well, here's to good news, man. See you later."
"See you."
Suddenly, the door opened right as I hit send. Dr. Gabel bustled through, and tossed her clipboard on the table and sat down in the moveable stool. She stared at me for a moment and then spoke.
"Nothing."
"...Excuse me?" I asked, not knowing what she was talking about.
"The test from a few days ago shows nothing abnormal."
The silence was defeating. There had to be something wrong. There had to be an explanation for all of this.
"We'd have to run other tests just to be sure, since blood can only tell you so much. We will also need a semen sample as well. I should have thought of it last time, but usually most issues are spelled out in our blood, you know? Here's the cup you'll need," she said, handling me a plastic cup with a lid on it. The cup was lined with various measurement markers. I was slightly embarrassed as I took the cup and walked into the single restroom.
I sat on the toilet seat, staring at the cup in my hand. I was having a slightly moral quandary. How on earth was I supposed to masturbate in this place? It's a pediatrics office! There are children here! But....if it helped solved this...
I forced myself to think of the most sensual, erotic, and arousing images I could as I took off my shorts and underwear. I felt myself get a semi as I thought of Lance pounding away at me with his thick cock. I grasped my dick and started to stroke, but it didn't last. My dick quickly softened at the thought of Lance being angry at me. I dropped the cup in frustration. I had to this, for the sake of my health.
I started to stroke again, forcing myself to think of other sexy things besides Lance. Images of Gage with his orgasm face, the thought of Kellen, bent over asking for more with his huge cock throbbing with need, Lance flexing for me....
I couldn't do it. My dick softened again, and I lost all momentum for my own arousal. This was slightly silly; a twenty-two year old, ripe with hormones and testosterone could not maintain an erection for more than ten seconds just because he's afraid that someone is mad at him. I tried once more, and failed pretty quickly. I just could not get Lance out of my head. The knot in my stomach tightened, and glancing at my cell phone, the time showed that I had been in here for almost ten minutes. I sighed, pulled on my shorts, and picked up the discarded cup from the floor. Dr. Gabel is just going to have to deal with it.
She wasn't happy. But, she couldn't legally force me to ejaculate either, so "It is what it is," she said.
"If you're ever in the mood, save some and send it to me. I'll do another couple of tests and see if I missed anything. But I will ask you to abstain from sex for a while, and see what that does."
"With finals and juries coming up, that shouldn't be too much of a problem," I said as I walked into the maze of corridors. I eventually made my way to the reception desk and paid for the appointment. The receptionist hurmphed at me as I left. I stepped outside and forgot that no one was picking me up. My head drooped at that realization.
"Hey, Sebastian!" A voice called me out. I quickly looked up and found Mark waving me down from a distance. I briskly walked over to his car.
"What'cha doing all the way out here?" He asked from his vehicle.
"I had a doctor's appointment."
"At a pediatrics office?" He cocked his eyebrow. "That's for children, you know..."
"Long story."
"Whatever."
"What are you doing here?" I asked.
"Oh. I was just dropping a friend off for her shift next door."
"I see. Do you mind giving me a ride to my apartment?" I asked, hoping that he would. I'd hate to call Lance.
"Sure! You don't live far, do you?"
"It'll take about ten minutes."
"Fine with me, hop in."
I sat in the passenger's seat. His car was slightly musky, but I kind of expected that smell from him.
"So, why isn't Lance picking you up?"
"You know about that?" I asked in surprise.
"Almost everyone does. You wear his scent really well," he laughed. I blushed slightly.
"He's...busy," I answered his question. I didn't know if it was true, but it certainly wasn't from my standpoint.
"I see," he relaxed his expression and continued to drive.
"How's the Petrouchka going?" He asked as we reached a stoplight.
"Oh, that? Well, I'm just having some issues with the fourth Tableaux, that's all. The second and third are really easy to play. How's the Boulez coming along?"
"It's a fucking thorn in my side, man. I mean, since Dimitri and I have gone through it from a theory standpoint it makes more sense, and makes it slightly easier to memorize, but it's still a bitch to play."
"Indeed. Turn in here," I directed towards my apartment. He parked, and I thanked him for the ride as I stepped out. I turned the corner and-
Shit. Lance was here.
Well, it'd be unusual if he wasn't since he lives here now, but still. The knot in my stomach contracted some more as I walked up the steps, almost hearing the dirge for my own funeral in my head. I unlocked the door and peeked inside. He wasn't in the living area or kitchen, so that made entry easier. I set my keys on the hook by the door.
"L-Lance?" I called out. No response. I checked the bedroom. He wasn't there either.
Well. This could be a relief, but I was also slightly worried about where he was. I swallowed, and pulled out my phone and called him.
One ring...two rings....three rings-I hung up. He was probably jogging or doing something. I'd get him later.
Bzzzzzz
I jumped again as my cell went off. Another text message from Cal came through.
"Tonight still good?"
"Yeah, it should be."
"Awesome! I'll see you at 8."
And that was that.
The hours went by. Lance hadn't entered the apartment, nor had he called me back. I tried two more times, but I was still unable to reach him. I was getting slightly worried. A knock on the door temporarily distracted me. I opened the door, expecting it to be Lance, but I had almost forgotten that Cal was coming over.
"Hey, what's wrong?" he asked as I invited him in.
"Nothing," I lied.
"Right. Where's Lance? I figured he'd want to study some, too."
"I have no idea," I shrugged. "But that's fine. What do you need help with?"
"All of these piece are running together, man."
"Alright, let's get started...."
"So what's the difference between Crumb's Makrokosmos, and Sakovich's Vox Tenebroso?"
"Makrokosmos is sort of a cycle of pieces, each one representing a sign of the Zodiac. Sakovich's work is one large single work, and is more a catalogue of sounds. Each one uses extended techniques for the piano, notably using sounds from inside. However, Crumb uses a lot more keys, where Sakovich uses a lot more sounds from the inside of the piano. Both are free form for the most part. Also, be sure to include that Crumb uses pictorial notional for the end of musical sets."
"Got it. Maybe. I just wish they didn't sound so alike."
"What's funny is that Sakovich took more from Penderecki in philosophy of sound than Crumb," I laughed.
"I couldn't tell."
"It's in his biography."
"I really wouldn't know about that. Alright, how are you able to tell the difference between Glass, Reich, and Adams?" Cal asked. I pondered for a moment.
"Well, Adams uses minimalist techniques, but his rate of change happens so quickly compare to the other to. He uses pulses as a primary device. Reich uses pulses, but tends to have a lot more rhythmic interplay. Glass is tonal and very repetitive."
"Got it. I think we're done." Yes, two hours later, fifteen various works picked apart, historical data and style all analyzed, twelve composer's large biographical information compiled....we were finished. History finals are easy to spit out information, but drawing connections tends to take some more thinking. That's the only part I was worried about on the final. The listenings were easy. I mean, Threnody for the Victims of Hiroshima has screechy strings, and Short Ride in a Fast Machine was a constant woodblock beating itself to death all the way through. Our Makrokosmos excerpt had the piano player shouting as he performed, and Vox Tenebroso had a ton of scrapes throughout it. Nothing to it.
"Again, thanks for your help. I don't think I could have lived through this semester without your help. I'll see you later!"
"No problem, be safe!" I called out as Cal let himself out. My apartment had gone quite with the lack of various 20th and 21stcentury masterpieces playing. Lance still hadn't shown up at this point. It was almost 10:30 now, and I was getting really worried. Where could he have gone without his car?
My phone rang, surprising me for the third time today. It was Lance, the bastard.
"Hello?" I answered.
"Hey, what's going on?" he asked.
"What do you mean , what's going on? I've called you three times today, your car is here, and you aren't. Where are you?" I asked, a little angrier and nosier than I had originally planned to.
"Well, glad to hear from you, too. I've been....out."
"Doing....?"
"Stuff." I rolled my eyes.
"Look you damn tiger....Ok. When will you be back?"
"Now," he said, walking through the door.
"Dammit, Lance! You could have told me..."
"Yeah, but it's always fun for people to call me right as I'm about to enter the same room," he said with a laugh. His laughter died, and we stood there, not really saying anything.
"How'd the doctor appointment go?"
Shit. The knot in my stomach returned.
"First off, are you mad at me?" I asked hesitantly.
"Mad? Why would I be mad?"
"Well, I thought Gage told you that-"
"Oh, that. I'm fine with it, honestly."
"But I technically cheated on you!"
"Ok, we will get this out of the way: If there are three guys I wouldn't mind you sleeping with, Gage is definitely on that list. He's fucking fantastic, and is definitely the best there is for an intimate experience. Fortunately, he prefers sex, and isn't looking for a relationship. So, no, I'm not mad. You had an awesome time, and Gage really likes your 'quirk', as he calls it."
The knot in my stomach untangled itself at those words. I let out a good sigh and relaxed.
"But, about that doctor's visit?" I froze slightly.
"Oh. Nothing came back strange from my blood work. They tried to get a semen sample from me-"
"Tried?" Lance chuckled.
"But...I was so worried about your reaction to me sleeping with Gage that I couldn't do it."
"You're 22 years old, and you couldn't provide a semen sample?"
"Shush, you," I said, blushing once more. Lance laughed.
"So where were you?" It was my turn to interrogate.
"Out."
"Where?"
"Not here," he answered, avoiding the question. "Well, here. I'll tell you this: I'm planning something. But, it's a surprise for after finals."
"Really now? And why does it have to be a surprise?"
"Because it wouldn't fun if it wasn't one," he grinned. "Now, are we going to have some fun tonight?" He asked as he sauntered up to me seductively.
"Dr. Gable wants me to abstain for a while and see what happens," I told him as I placed my hands on his chest.
"Damn doctor, now how am I going to have fun?" he whined.
"Well, you do have paws..." He gave me a disapproving look. "Hey, if it's for my health, two weeks or so shouldn't hurt, right?" He rolled his eyes, and headed into the kitchen.
"Also, who are the other two people on that list?" I asked out of curiosity.
"Well, Cal is one of them, I can tell you that."
"But he's straight."
"It'd still be fucking cute to watch you two go at it." That was kind of a strange image he gave me.
"So who is the other?"
"That's part of the surprise," he gave me a wink.
It was going to be a long two weeks.
The two weeks actually went by pretty fast. Most of it was occupied by finals and juries, so I didn't have enough time to really miss the nightly sex we had, or to cultivate the anticipation for Lance's surprise. Even so, I almost forgot about his little surprise for me. He was also really busy perfecting his Bartok Concerto, busy enough to not pester me about it like I expected him to. My finals weren't terribly difficult, and Cal and I both felt really good about our music history final. Lance wasn't as comfortable, but that's because he didn't study with us, or so I like to tell him.
The worst part was abstaining. Even with us being so busy, I could practically feel how pent up Lance was getting. I was having a hard time concentrating towards the end of finals week, and even then, I still had to wait. My balls had a steady ache to them for most of Friday. Beyond that, there was nothing different about my dick. It hadn't grown any more since Gage and I had our fun. It definitely had a toll of my own control over the thing, but again, finals week helped distract me.
Saturday morning finally arrived. Lance's surprise was due tonight, and I secretly wished I had another final to wade through before then. It'd definitely help speed things up. But, even though I didn't have ideas on how to spend my Saturday, Lance did.
"Of course I want you to workout with me!" He exclaimed.
"But I haven't been there in about two weeks," I reasoned, trying not to go. It wasn't that I didn't like working out, it was more of the fact that I might burst from sexual need if he took me there like I almost did two weeks ago.
"And that's why you should go! It's for your health, man!" He reasoned, practically dragging me out the door and into his car.
I fumed slightly as he drove.
"What are we going to do?"
"Arms, the easiest muscle to train. Well, simplest is probably a better word for it. You just have two motions to worry about, and basically if you're pushing, it's triceps. If you're pulling, it's biceps. Keep your elbows from moving, and we just vary the grips. Simple!" he explained.
"I wish I had your optimism," I grumbled. He smiled and continued to drive.
Soon, we were back in lobby of the gym. Mr. Tull greeted us with a grunt as Lance signed us both in. Looking in the gym, I found Kellen and Gage chatting away in the corner near the leg press. Kellen was probably doing legs today, as there were eight 45 lbs. plates stacked on both sides. Lance finished signing in, and handed me a towel.
"You probably won't need it, but just in case," he said, walking towards the free weights. Gage passed by, and gave me a wink. I blushed slightly, and continued to follow Lance. He grabbed two 25 pound free weights.
"We're going to do hammer curls. Just lift the weight vertically, like so," he explained as he demonstrated the movement. "Don't hold it like you would a standard curl, even the weight will be vertical." I grabbed two 15 pound weights, and began my set.
"Don't move your elbows so much, keep them locked at your sides," Lance reminded me. A familiar ache entered my arms as I neared the tenth rep, and I pushed as hard as I could, but I failed at the fourteenth rep. I set the weights down, and felt the blood enter my muscle, trying to begin repairs.
"Good, good. Keep the weight the same, and try to go for at least eleven reps now," Lance advised.
I took a small break, and watched Lance finish off his set. The biceps peaked at the height of his contraction, and the vein that ran through the middle of his bicep popped above the surface of the skin. I looked at my own arms, noting that I could see the vein itself, but that was mostly due to my already low body fat percentage, and not necessarily because of the muscle needing it to remove blood from the muscle at a quick rate. But, I shouldn't let my own inexperience get me down.
I picked up the 15's again, and started my second rep. I watch my own smaller muscle flex as the weight reached its peak. It wasn't half bad for a guy who started two weeks ago. I mean, I was already skinny to begin with, so I could still see most of the muscle fibers; they just weren't impressive. Lance's suggestion for eleven reps was a good one, as I felt the lactic acid buildup start to hinder my movement around the eighth rep. The eleventh rep was another struggle, and I had to put the weight down. I let out a large breath that I had been holding in for the last three reps.
"Don't hold your breath, man. Didn't Lance tell you that?" Kellen chuckled as he walked up. "Good to see that we haven't scared you away yet."
I wondered if he knew that I was in the bathroom stall and be got blown by Gage a few weeks ago based on that comment.
"Nope, not yet. But I wasn't exactly brought here on my own will," I said with a small laugh.
He laughed with me and then proceeded to leave the building. I noticed that Gage was not in the gym as well, so that'd probably make it easier for me to actually concentrate on my workout instead of thinking about his thick cock spearing my ass again. I shook my head at that thought, preventing an erection from coming on. Now that my dick was larger than what I was used to, it was becoming harder to conceal. Even with finals week, there were some potentially scary moments.
Lance and I completed the exercise, and moved on through our workout. As he said, it was basically the same pulling and pushing motions, but with different variations on grips. My arms felt full after the workout, which was a very good sign for me. I was so focused on our workout that I forgot all about the surprise Lance had for me. So, naturally, it came as a surprise when we didn't exactly head home the way we normally did.
"Where are we going?" I asked as we passed through unfamiliar neighborhoods.
"Have you already forgotten?" he asked in mock shock. "Or were you too busy concentrating on these guns working to remember?" he flexed his arms for me while he drove.
"Put your damn hands on the wheel. I just want to know where we are going."
"You'll find out."
We drove through downtown after a bit, and the areas started to become vaguely familiar.
"Are we going to Gage's house?" I asked, heartbeat picking up in speed.
"Not quite his house but....Remember when I said there were three guys I said that it would be fine to have sex with besides me?"
"Yeah, but Cal doesn't live out this way. So who's the third guy?"
"I'm not telling you."
"Is it Kellen?"
"...Maybe."
So we were headed to Kellen's house. Man, why do these guys go to a gym that's 30 minutes away from where they live?
The drive took a little longer than it did to Gage's apartment, but eventually we pulled into the driveway a very nice one-story house. It didn't show off any particular wealth as Gage's apartment had, but it looked decent enough. There was another car in the driveway, and I naturally assumed it was Kellen's. It was a decent model, almost your average factory-cut sedan.
Lance walked up to the front door and rang the doorbell. A loud chime rang from somewhere in the house, signaling our arrival.
"Come on in!" someone yelled from the depths of the house. It sounded like Kellen.
Wait. What exactly was Lance planning to do with Kellen?
"Come on, shouldn't keep him waiting!" Lance pulled me inside before I could ask him what he was really planning. Lance seemed to know exactly where he would be, considering he barged right in, and immediately dashed down a hallway. I obviously didn't see much of the house, but what I did see was that it was similar to Gage's apartment in its upkeep; it just wasn't near as posh as his was. We eventually came to a door (I say as if it took a while when in reality, I took a four second survey of his house, because that's how long it took to dash down the hallway). Lance turned to me smiling, and slowly opened the door.
Now, in hindsight, I should have expected this from Lance. Everything in the past two weeks pointed to what was actually behind the door, but due to my own naivety, I didn't really think about it. It almost seemed too bold. But, as we dashed down the hallway and stood in front of the door, it all hit me. But even as I did figure out what the surprise was, nothing could prepare me for what lay beyond the door as it opened.
This was obviously Kellen's bedroom. The tall walls were a light blue in color, accented with greens and other soft light colors. Whereas Gage's room radiated warmth, Kellen's felt of a cool breeze. The large windows, though now covered, still let in a decent amount of light, and the ceiling arched into a point in the center of the room. His bed was simple, covered in white sheets, and oddly enough, was large enough to support at least three people. But of course, what was on top of the bed was the most interesting part of the whole room.
The brown brawny horse was on top his bed with his back to the door. He was making very familiar groaning sounds, hands placed on something in between his legs. He was still clothed, but just barely. His shirt from earlier was gone, revealing the incredibly sculpted back and traps, but his pants were still on.
"Couldn't wait for us, eh?" Lance asked as he stepped into the room. I was still slightly in awe of what was about to happen, but I quickly followed him inside.
"Yeah, this impatient horse just couldn't keep his dick out of my mouth," a voice between Kellen's legs commented.
"Is that...Gage?" I asked rhetorically.
"Surprised?" Lance asked with a large grin.
"You didn't need to..."
"Oh, come on. Finals are over, and you need to relax. Plus, you know as well as I do that these two are the best."
Part of me still didn't want to go through with this. This was a bit much, bringing me to a house with the three hottest guys in town just to get fucked. But, part of me was also very excited about the prospect of being fucked by the three hottest guys, two of whom I was already familiar with.
"Fine." Lance gave me a smile.
"About time..." Kellen muttered with a moan attached. He stood up, and pulled down his pants. The glorious mounds of muscles that made his ass revealed themselves to me. Gage also stood up, and smiled at me. He was already completely naked, and his erection was already twitching with excitement. He pushed Kellen back down onto the bed, face up.
Throb
I don't think I've seen a more perfect cock. It speared upwards at an amazing two feet in length. It was a consistent eight inches thick all the way down. The flared tip stretched another inch or so beyond his pillar of flesh, adding to the intimidation factor. Veins crisscrossed along its impressive length, even snaking beyond the medial ring. It was a sharp black in color, lighter towards the blunt tip, and darker as it reached his plump sheath. Pre was starting to ooze out of the blunt tip, cascading down until it hit his balls.
"Come take a closer look," Kellen requested in his smooth deep voice. Lance basically walked me around to the other side of the bed where Gage and I took a look at his crotch. I got a nice view of his balls, too. Like the rest of his body, they were large as well. Even stretched out, they covered his hole and rested on the sheets. They looked so heavy and full, filled with his seed.
I looked over the rest of his body. Where Gage was lean, and Lance was bulky, Kellen was incredibly ...symmetrical. All of his muscles were in equal proportion to each other. No single muscle stood out as larger or smaller. His round pectorals didn't dwarf his cobblestone abdominals. His pauldron-esque deltoids didn't seem out of place with his large biceps, triceps and forearms, all of which were beautifully sinuous. His quads complimented his upper body in being both large and yet contained; nothing was out of place. Vast networks of vascular systems traversed his body, supplying blood and nutrients to these spectacular muscles. Truly, Kellen had a body of wonder.
"He really likes his balls played with," Gage whispered in my ear. I took note of this and knelt down. The tobacco scented musk that emanated from his balls was aromatic in a way. I had no personal attraction to tobacco, but we wore it very well. I hefted one testicle up with my fingers, marveling at its weight. Kellen groaned above me. Gage sat down behind me and put his soft paws under my shirt, rubbing gently at my back. I let him strip me of the shirt, and it was gracefully discarded in a pile of predisposed clothing in the corner. I rubbed Kellen's scrotum with my thumbs and forefingers, stretching the loose skin as far as I could. He gave a light moan again.
Gage surrounded my arms with his and quickly replaced my paws. This allowed me to lean forward and begin some oral ministrations on the horse. I lightly lapped at the sac, tasting its tangy flavor. It wasn't bad, if not a bit a strong. I bunched up his sac while Gage continued to rub and tried to keep it taut. It was apparently driving Kellen wild, since I saw him thrash his head a bit. His cock throbbed, and a nice stream of pre flooded out of the tip. Lance, who had undressed in the meantime, took advantage of this and crawled on the bed to take Kellen's cock in his mouth. Kellen moaned at the contact, and his balls lurched against my tongue.
With this new shift in personnel, Gage took his paws away from Kellen's sac. I didn't see where he went as I continued to lather the slightly turbulent ball sac, but I felt his hand push my knees apart and up. I looked down, slightly confused when I saw his head poke through my knees. He gave me a wink, and lapped at my balls.
I melted. My legs were instantly shaking in this position, almost too weak to support myself. I almost couldn't focus on my work on Kellen due to Gage's wonderful tongue. Electrical pulses shot up my spine. I couldn't help letting out a moan and his tongue ravaged my sac. I held on to Kellen's thighs, abandoning my duty to please him.
Throb
My vision began to blur as the flood of hormones and pleasure took over. My cock stretched, adding delicious sensations to the already-blistering pleasure from my balls. Eleven turgid inches jutted out from my crotch.
"Man...to see it in person....what a sight!" Kellen gasped above me. My paws still had a death grip on his thighs, but they were so hard anyways, it probably didn't hurt him.
"I told you it's hot as hell," Gage commented, causing me to blush.
"Come up here, little fox," Kellen outstretched his arms. I braced myself on them as I stood up. He gently brought me over on my side. His deep chocolate eyes, though slightly hazy with lust, had a warm depth to them. If my own throbbing cock hadn't been distracting me, I could stare in to them for hours. A wet thwap broke me out of my trance, and I looked down at my thigh with stupor. His mighty cock twitched of its own accord and struck my thigh again, leaving a trail of viscous pre connecting us. He almost giggled at that. By the third thwap at my thigh, I got the point. As much fun as it was watching the pendulous organ flail around, I wasn't here just to spectate. I quickly flipped myself so that I was on my paws and knees, and headed straight for his cock.
Of course, he and I both knew that my mouth was too narrow to take in his impressive girth. However, that didn't stop me from suckling at the blunt tip. His pre was sweet like almonds, but it still had the typical salty tang to it. I greedily slurped what I could. It certainly was a likable flavor. Kellen's hands gently caressed my body, giving me the non-verbal encouragement I needed to know that I was doing something right.
I heard muted moans to my right. I almost forgot that Gage and Lance were in the same room. They coupled together, making out as they occasionally glanced over at me. They frotted together amidst their oral action; their accumulation of pre allowed their large organs to easily grind against each other. But my job wasn't to watch them, as hot as it was. I returned my focus to the giant organ before me. I grasped Kellen's cock right above his medial ring. It had little give to it, and it was almost uncomfortably hot. I slowly slid my paw up with the aid of his leaking juices. He shivered beside me, and I could see his abs contract in response. To know that I could give this large specimen that much pleasure made my cock throb even more than it already was.
"Hey, move your legs."
I gave him a slightly confused look, but then I realized what he meant. I hefted my right leg over so that his face was in between my legs. I felt his warm hands stroke my own shaft, sending chills up and down my spine. It was nice to have some of the tension building in my loins relieved.
I suckled at his spurting tip, hoping that he'd mirror my own movements. I swirled my tongue around, collecting what pre I could. He had a delicious cock. The taste was just...I wouldn't know how to accurate describe it. It was sweet, salty, and had a slightly bitter twang to it, but it all melded together so perfectly that I really couldn't get enough of it. I rubbed it along my face, which was slightly unnaturally slutty of me....but I didn't care. I lapped at the engorged shaft and I moved towards his sheath. Our bodies made contact, and that's when I realized that he hadn't been working over my shaft any more. Instead, I felt his warm breath on the tip of my dick. I let out a low guttural moan as my entire dick was swallowed whole.
Throb
He held my cock perfectly still in his mouth as it grew again. The added heat and occasional twitch of his blunt tongue added to the deliriously erotic stretching sensations. I almost collapsed on top of him from the sensations, but even in my lust induced haze, I could tell that something was off.
The stretching sensations lasted longer than they normally would. It would usually stop right about now, but I still felt my skin shift, the continued rush of blood to my groin, and my balls throbbed a little harder than normal. Kellen swished his tongue around my cock, and I cried out from the over bearing attention I was getting. Slowly, he pulled his mouth off of my dick. The saliva covered organ popped out of his mouth.
"Damn...thirteen inches already?" Lance commented from the other side of the room, still freely groping Gage. I looked at him in confusion. I had only grown three times, so I should only be at a foot...I glanced down at my organ, which was steadily dripping pre onto the bed spread. Thirteen inches of flashed jutted out from my sheath. That wasn't right...when was the fourth growth spurt? I tried to remember, but the last few minutes had been rather hazy...
"Let's switch for a second," Kellen suggested as he turned on his side. I did as I was asked and laid down on my back. Though I definitely wouldn't be able to reach the tip of his cock from here, I was content with it lying on top of my abdomen. His pre slickened my fur, and the heady aroma was now mixing in with my own scent.
He lapped and sucked on my profoundly new length, causing me to thrust my hips upwards. I eyed his muscular hips above me, and I brought my paws to them. Kellen gasped slightly at the sudden touch. His hips were firm, but they were obviously very supple, which made it that much better. I rubbed around his inner thighs, marveling at how I could easily pick out all of his adductors underneath his skin. Every so often one would fire as he adjusted his hips, and it would twitch underneath my fingertips. I eventually made my way down to his balls. They hung low, almost touching my face from this position. As I caressed them gently, I watched the scrotum skin slowly move about, which was hypnotic in a way.
Suddenly, a pair of feline paws grabbed my hips. Simultaneously, the other feline pair of paws grabbed Kellen's hips. I tilted my head back and found Gage kneeling above Kellen and me. He gave me a sly wink as he pressed the tip of his cock into Kellen's anus, causing the horse to jump slightly above me. Lance pulled my hips up onto his thighs, and I also felt his large cock press against my hole.
"Oh sweet god..." I moaned as Lance penetrated my inner depths. His large cock slid inside easily, even without much preparation. I watched as Gage's equally large cock easily slid into Kellen's ass. Kellen let out a deep moan, and I watched him shudder, muscles rippling under his fur and skin. Lance made long steady strokes, releasing my two weeks of sexual tension. Gage made the same fluid strokes, and that's when the entire position I was in clicked. I was basically watching myself get fucked. Gage's strokes in Kellen timed perfectly with Lance's thrusts. We were now a mirrored pair of couples.
I felt moisture on my cock. I could barely see around Kellen's pendulous balls, but I saw his mouth agape, and again, he swallowed my cock whole. I let out a strangled moan and thrust my hips upwards. Kellen was rewarded with not just one, but two spurts of pre. Speaking of pre...Kellen was leaking profusely now. His cock slid all across my belly as Gage pistoned in and out of his hole. Lance was keeping pace, but I could tell he was close due to the occasional erratic break in his rhythm. All four of us were messy guys; Gage was going so fast now that pre was actually flying out of Kellen's hole, some of it landing on my face. Lance's pre was making a mess of the base of my tail, and Kellen had basically coated my own cock in pre. Being covered in everyone's sexual juices was oddly arousing, as slutty as it was. Lance made a strangled noise, and I felt his cock thicken slightly as he basically jackhammered my hole. With one final large thrust inside of me, he roared.
Throb
My cock stretched further along Kellen's mouth as Lance pumped my insides full of his cum. Though his cum was hot, it seemed to cool off the burning desire deep within me. He held me there, body strained as his orgasm continued. Kellen released my cock, and Gage, intending on catching up with Lance, pushed harder with his own thrusts, roughly pushing Kellen, causing his cock to slide down my body. With a loud grunt, Gage came inside of Kellen's ass. I watched with amazement as Gage's shaft throbbed, projecting his fluids deep within Kellen's bowels. Occasionally, some would drip along his cock and drip onto my face down below. His orgasm finally completed after a moment or two. My cock throbbed, and the impressive weight of it caught me off guard. It was now fifteen inches long, and just closing in on seven inches thick. It was comically mismatched on me, with my short skinny body. My balls felt full and swollen, ready for release. But, my knot hadn't swelled up yet, so they would have to wait. Kellen finally pulled out, letting some of the backflow out of my hole. It was slightly disgusting, but worth it.
"Shit man, that's about as big as I got you our first night," he whistled. "Think you could go for some more?" he asked.
"Maybe," I said, still slightly dazed from the sensations.
"I'll take care of him," Gage said. "You two have some fun. I've always wanted to feel this thing in my ass."
"Then I get him next, alright?" Kellen claimed his spot in line as he slipped off the bed with Lance.
"Sure, sure," Gage nodded to Kellen. "Now for this bad boy," he motioned towards my cock. "Now that you are at an astounding...fifteen inches, it won't be long before Kellen's black hole of an ass will be the only thing in the room that can take that thing. So, I'm going to take advantage of it while I still can without hurting myself," he said with a wink. He pushed me down gently onto my back.
"The good news for you is that I'll do all the work. I don't want to hold you liable for hurting me, you know," He laughed. He then straddled my hips, and grasped my cock firmly. The pressure didn't hurt, but it still made me gasp. He guided it underneath him, and I could feel the heat of his asshole as he pressed my tip against it. He took a deep breath and-
I made an uncharacteristically embarrassing noise. The tight confines of his ass almost caused my eyes to pop out of my head, it was so delightfully constricting. The heat intensified as he practically sat on my cock, wedging it further inside of him. He got about half of it in before pushing back up with his legs. The sheer intensity of the situation was making me sweat, and I wasn't even doing anything. Gage lowered himself once more, allowing the residual cum from Lance act as a lubricant so he could easily slide down. He managed about ten inches before pushing back up, using those delicious thighs to do so. He may not be bulky, but he was certainly on the athletic side of things-he was actually a lot more mobile than Lance was, using his muscles as efficiently as possible rather than build them up for only aesthetics. Gage lifted himself up once more, and plunged down again, this time taking my entire length.
Throb
I grunted as my cock expanded again. It wasn't as intense as the previous two growth spurts, which, somewhere back in my rational mind made me slightly concerned due to their...unusual size, but that part of my brain was somewhere in the corner of my mind, mumbling to itself as the impulsive part of my brain had taken over. I ground my hips against Gage's, pushing my cock deeper within his bowels. He tried to remain still to adjust, but I didn't let that happen easily. The sensations were quickly driving me into a pseudo-heat, and soon, the goal of release was all that all that was imbedded in my head. Fortunately, Gage was an adaptable partner, and despite this potential miscalculation of my growth, he was still able to maintain composure and starting a rhythmic pumping motion with his hips. He leaned forward to ease the pressure off of his knees.
"Tilt your hips towards me," he suggested. I complied, not really sure what he was getting at-
Oh sweet jesus.
As soon as I tilted my hips, he pushed against them, causing my cock to go fully inside of him without him having to strain himself above me. His hole contracted several times, squeezing my cock. I moaned all the way through, counteracting the buildup of pressure. I thrust again, trying to get him to move as well, but to no avail. He grinned down at me, continually tightening and relaxing his sphincter, teasing me to no end. I whimpered, still trying to get him to move, to at least get some friction going between us. The haze in my head was starting to give me a headache from all of the pent up arousal.
"Now, control yourself," he said, leering down at me. The sexual pressure was becoming worse as he did absolutely nothing. I whined, and my hips twitched again of their own accord. He quickly leaned down a bit and jammed his thumbs in my upper hips.
"Ahh! Fucking hell-" I yelled. It fucking hurt. I don't know what he hit within my hips, but my hips stopped moving as he pinned me down.
"You'll injure something if you move around too much. You have to be responsible with your new size. We may be in a sexual haze and what not, but you have to be in control of yourself, yeah?" he chastised me. He wasn't really yelling at me, to be fair. He was rather calm, and yet still intimidating.
"Now, We will wait for you to cool off and only then we will proceed. It'll be fun, I promise." He smiled at the end, bringing some comfort to the brief lecture. He released his thumbs, and feeling began to return to my hips. My first instinct was to fuck him silly, but he was right. Only so many people could take me at this size, and I was the one ultimately responsible for my cock, not anyone else. At this realization, my breathing calmed down. My heart rate stabilized, and even though my cock was still rock hard inside of his warm embrace, I actually felt less...hazy. I was still horny as hell, but it wasn't driving by primal instinct. Some part of me wanted Gage to have a good time as well.
"Good."
He slowly rose his hips up, releasing some of that painful sexual tension that I was feeling. He created a slow intoxicating rhythm with his hips. I focused on calming myself down, and controlling the pleasure rather than letting the pleasure control me. I found, after a while of this slow rhythmic dance, that our breathing patterns matched. I felt his heartbeat surround my cock, and I hadn't felt this sensation before, even with Lance.
"You'll find that focusing on yourself, and calming yourself down will create a better connection with your partner. You'll be able to read them better, and through that, able to please them more without concentrating on the sole idea of release. In fact," he said giving my nipple a quick pinch, causing a sharp gasp from me, "You'll release when you want to rather than your body running away with it. You'll be able to go as long as you like."
Throb
That idea made my whole body shiver. My cock expanded again reaching a record breaking seventeen thick inches. I had no idea how Gage was able to deal with it so calmly, but I focused on not hurting him by trying to restrain myself. I found his heartbeat around my massive cock again, and he continued pushing his hips along my cock. His own cock was squished between us, not unlike Kellen's was a short time ago. However, it was certainly more manageable.
The heat between us was causing me to sweat lightly. It was hard not to just let myself go, but I kept my word. I was beginning to pick up on the various stages of Gage's arousal. He wasn't very vocal, but his purring grew with intensity as he picked up the pace of his small thrusts. His breathing became heavier, and his tail fluttered around my feet. His hole contracted more often, and I knew that even with his modicum of control, he wasn't too far off from his second release.
I ran my paws along his thighs, catching the various movements of the muscles of his thighs. His purring grew louder as I drew closer to his cock. A spurt of pre landing on my chest, and I instantly knew how I could please him without fucking him to death. I grabbed his cock, causing him to jump slightly from the sudden boldness of my action, and began to stroke. His eleven inch cock throbbed again, almost bouncing out of my light grip, and another, larger spurt was launched from his cock. I picked up my speed, and he picked up his as well to accommodate my actions.
Every little nuance one of us changed or made, the other would adapt and react to. I began to shift my hips to meet his, despite the fact that I said I technically wouldn't. But, I was more aware of what I was doing this time, as opposed to blindly thrusting into my partner. Gage smiled at me and rapidly increased his pace. The little movement I did added on to his sudden increase in tempo, and actually multiplied the pleasure I felt. Pre was now constantly gushing out of his cock, making my strokes incredibly slippery. His breathing became erratic, and I probably had about six good strokes in before he came a second time.
A shot of cum lanced out and flew above me, the pearly white liquid sparkling in the light of Kellen's celling fan. It splattered somewhere along the bed, but I had no time to worry about it before the second stream shot of out of his cock. As he came, his hole contracted deeply, sending electrical sparks up and down my cock, all seemingly being directed towards my balls. Three more streams were ejected, producing an impressive load for the second orgasm, before it eventually subsided into a constant dribble.
Gage let out a deep breath, and collapsed onto his back, allowing my throbbing cock to fall out of his hole. It looked monstrous. A new network of veins had snaked their way along my cock, making it more turgid and textured. It was certainly a sight to behold. It was almost becoming purple in color now that there was so much blood inside of it. My balls were really heavy now, and they were beginning to ache.
"And now, for the grand finale..." Kellen said from behind me. I turned around, and my face hit his cock comically. He laughed.
"Well, you can't take me, so I guess with your new prestigious length, you'll have to take me to get off. Good thing I prepared," he said with a wink. A string of cum was hanging on his chin, informing me of what he did to Lance. I looked to the side, and found him slumped over in a chair, recovering.
"Gage may give the best blow jobs, but god damn this guy's mouth..." Lance muttered as he saw me look over. I smiled, knowing that he was at least temporarily sated.
"I present to you: my ass," Kellen turned around showing his brown skinned anus. I would say it beckoned me, but that sounds....Well, it actually did.
"No preparations necessary. Just stick the piece of meat in there and go to town," he commanded, spreading his cheeks apart. I knelt down behind him, and hesitantly placed the tip of my cock up against his ass. It was weird for me to top like this, and especially at this length. It was heavy, and I needed both paws to guide it. Kellen gave me a slightly impatient nicker, and I slowly pushed in.
Silk. That was all I could think of as his hole was easily breached. It was smooth, slight amount of friction, enough to send tickling and other delicious sensations through my cock. He wasn't nearly as tight as Gage was, but there was a slight comfort in that I could actually fuck him silly without damaging him. I completely hilted all seventeen inches inside of him. His intestinal tract quivered around my length, making small adjustments. He pushed backwards, signaling that I could actually start ramming his ass.
I pulled out almost completely, and then slammed my cock all the way in. Our hips collided with a resounding slap. My large balls hit his, and where in a normal circumstance that action would cause a bit of pain, there was only pleasure. There was also a great sort of satisfaction in this; Gage had kept me under control, but now that I could actually let myself go, I was actually pretty grateful for that brief stint of patience Gage had me go through. I pulled out, and slammed in again, relishing in the sudden surge of heat that surrounded my cock.
I really couldn't hold back at this point. My balls were on the verge of busting, and my horniness and hormones were causing my vision to blur slightly. Kellen grunted with every powerful thrust I gave him, but I wanted more from him. I sped up my pace, still trying to keep my thrusts as long as I could, but soon, it didn't matter to me anymore. I began to quickly pump my thick shaft in and out of his hole, accompanied by his moans and grunts. Kellen's cock was launching spurts of pre like no other. Both of us were pent up for quite a while now, and it would surely be an impressive orgasm from both of us.
My knot began to form at this point, engorging itself with blood. It quickly inflated to the size of a grapefruit, and now my thrusts did not have to ease of penetration as they previously did. It swelled a little more, and soon entry was refused to it.
"Come on, push it in!" Kellen practically yelled at me. I whined in frustration, grinding it against his hole as hard as I could, but it just wouldn't go in.
"I'm trying, dammit!" I grunted between clenched teeth. He pushed back some, and then-
Pop
My vision was filled with stars with the pleasure overload. My hips completely moved on their own, nerves synapses firing like crazy, so crazy that I mentally couldn't keep up. They made rapid short thrusts, basically jackhammering my cock and knot through Kellen's insides. He was screaming beneath me in pleasure, but I couldn't hear him very well. I was deafened and blinded by pleasure, the shear intensity of my massive knot being surrounded by his flesh, so much that I could not think. I felt a massive throb in my balls as I rushed through the wall of my climax.
"FUCK!" I managed to yell as I came. I thought my balls had shot themselves out of my cock, they throbbed so hard. Rapid fire shots of cum burst out of my dick, coating Kellen's insides. I stopped keeping count after twenty large spurts. My dick throbbed again, lurching forward somehow. But I paid no attention. I heard wet slaps below me, and I realized Kellen had reached his orgasm as well. Our hearts were racing, breaths grew heavy and short, and everything between us writhed uncontrollably.
This happened nonstop for a good three minutes. Kellen's arms had given way, and he landed with a slick thwap on the bed, springs creaking beneath the force. My cock was actually covered in my own juices. I had come so much that it actually backlogged towards his hole, but my knot acted as a plug preventing any from getting out. I collapsed on top of him as soon as I finished the hands-down greatest orgasm of my life. I blinked once, twice, and then succumbed to the bliss of sleep.
There was a loud noise coming from the other room. I groggily woke up, still disoriented. It took me a while to remember that I was not in my room anymore. I glanced over at the window. It was dark out now. I caught the red glow of an alarm clock in the corner of the room. 11:20. Damn, it's late....
I then noticed how clean I was. I expected to wake up sticky and in a giant puddle of semen, but surprisingly, I was clean, and the sheets weren't as messy as I thought they would be. My hips hurt, and I had a slight headache, probably from dehydration. I slowly got off the bed, feeling the weight of my groin catch me off balance. Even though it was dark, there was enough light that I could see some clothes neatly folded on a chair in the corner. They were the ones I was wearing earlier, so I put them on. My underwear felt incredibly tight, and I was slightly concerned about my public appearance. Well, I should be fine as long as I don't get an erection. They left a pretty obvious bulge in my shorts, but these guys have all seen me naked, so I wasn't terribly embarrassed by it; it was just slightly out of character for me to "show off" like that.
I opened the door, still partially blinded by the soft light coming from the hallway. I heard laughter in the other room, so I followed the sound. A short walk later, and I found myself in the company of the trio of studs that I just had the most incredible sexual experience with. Gage and Lance were sitting on the couch watching TV. Kellen was walking towards the kitchen when he noticed me.
"There's the stud! How are you feeling?" He grinned at me.
"...well, besides the massive headache, I am a bit thirsty," I replied, rubbing my head for emphasis. Lance laughed at something the guy said on TV, something about "cake or death" and how that'd be an easy question to answer.
"Cake, please," the television guy said in a British accent. I didn't pay too much attention beyond that.
"Well, you're in luck, as I was just getting Gage a beer, though I don't have much. You want some?"
"Water would be fine. Beer would just make me feel worse."
"Perfect."
I sat down on the recliner in the room, and half-watched the television.
"'I had the vegetarian plate,' 'Well, here you go, Mr. Hitler, you Nazi shithead.'" Lance laughed again.
"Who is this?" _ _I asked, lacking the context of the current situation to find this funny.
"Eddie Izzard," Lance answered.
"British transvestite comedian," Gage added.
"Executive transvestite," Lance added on. I had no idea what he was talking about.
"Here you go," Kellen handed me a glass of water. "All I had was a Fosters," he said to Gage, handing the can of beer to him. Gage stared at it with a somewhat confused look on his face.
"What's with horses and Fosters?" he asked aimlessly.
"What?" Kellen asked, same confused look on his face. Gage shook his head.
"Nothing, really. You remember Terry, my good buddy, right?"
"The dragon, about your height, yeah? What about him?"
"Yeah, so he and I went over to another horse's place a couple of weeks ago, and he offered me a Foster's."
"Did you know the horse?" Lance asked.
"Nah, met him online. Some guy named Drag. He was looking for a threesome, and we obliged."
"Damn...how'd it go?"
"Fucking awesome. He let us have his way with him."
"How was he?"
"Ass was made of velvet, I swear. Horses always have the best asses." Kellen grinned at me.
"Did you get his number?" Lance chortled.
"Actually, we were planning on meeting again sometime in the near future, once our schedule's line up. The Symphony is going to keep my busy this summer..."
"Wait, you work for the Symphony?" I interrupted.
"Yeah, I'm the head librarian."
"I honestly didn't expect that..." Gage laughed at my remark.
"I graduated four years ago with a Bachelor's in composition. Of course I got a job in music." I thought for a moment.
"What's with panthers and composition...?" I wondered out loud, not really asking anyone. Gage shrugged.
"Feeling any better?" Lance asked.
"A little. I think I bruised my hips somehow, but I'll live. I just have to deal with this for the rest of my waking hours..." I said, glancing down at my comically large bulge.
"Hey, many guys would want your problem," Kellen added.
"I know, but still. It can be obnoxious."
"Well, I thought it was fucking awesome. My ass is going to be sore tomorrow." We all laughed at Kellen's comment, and resumed watching the comedian poke fun at various religions and cultures.
"Man, I'm tired," Lance yawned as he stood up. "You ready to go, Sebastian?"
"Yeah, might as well," I said, still almost toppling over from my oversized groin.
"It was an awesome time, man. I'm sure even Gage had fun," Kellen said as we headed out the door. Gage rolled his eyes, and walked back inside, waving us a farewell.
"See you guys at the gym!" Kellen bid us his own farewell as he shut the door.
"Did you have fun?" Lance asked.
"I fucked my brains out, and then some. Yeah, I had fun. But, it's not something I'd want to do daily."
"Understandable. Oh, here's your cell phone and wallet," Lance said as he handed me my belongings. I had almost forgotten about them. I checked my phone to see-
"27 missed calls? Who the hell would want to talk to me that much?" I exclaimed in partial shock. Fortunately, I had a voice mail first. I called my number, and listened for the automated message to go away so I could hear who wanted to talk to me so badly.
_"Hey, Sebby."_Shit. It was Dr. Gabel. My mood instantly dropped, as this could mean bad news for me.
"Dr. Gabel here. I tried calling you, but you're either asleep, or really busy," More like both... "But I'll try to keep this short. I ran an extra test this morning, and I'm surprised myself at why I didn't do this earlier. So, I ran a test on your first blood sample, and looked at your DNA. Due to technology, we can look at it, and see what issues could be hereditary, genetic, or just a mutation, but I'll try to keep this simple. Basically, when looking at your DNA profile, there's a small gap. There's an actual genetic hole. I've never heard of this, so I can't be completely certain, but what I think it is, and I do have good reason for this as I will explain later, is that it's the part for your genitals. This would explain your ability to change sizes when aroused. You don't have a set length, so it just continues to expand, and your body compensates.
Now, I compared it to your most recent sample, and I fund that it was smaller, filled in, so to speak. I hypothesize that your sexual partner's DNA is actually filling that gap. I don't know how or why, but this would possibly explain the permanent growth. Now, this leads me to believe that only the size will change, not the actual shape or attributes. Basically, since both your parents are canid, you won't gain a feline or bipedal penis because your genetic code won't allow that. That being said, it's all hypothetical, but I'm pretty damn sure I've almost figured it out. As I said, I don't know why or how it's happening, but that's my reasoned speculation. I hope you have a good night, and hope to hear from you soon!"
Click
I was in shock. Everything made sense (at a basic level, of course). But now...Shit. That's three partners now that I've "taken" genetic material from...and I hadn't seen the effects of Kellen's DNA...
"What's wrong, Sebastian?" Lance asked with a concerned look on his face as we pulled into the parking lot for our apartment.
"...I'm not sure yet." He stared at me for a bit longer, but I didn't really know what to tell him. He didn't press me for it, but it was still uncomfortable for me to even think about it. I sat in my bed for a good three hours, tossing and turning, running various scenarios in my head before I finally fell asleep.
"Well, the good news is that it looks like your 'genetic gap' has filled, so you shouldn't be expecting any more growth," Dr. Gabel placed the clipboard on the table as I sat once again on the crinkly bed.
The morning after the foursome of a lifetime, I had found that I had grown again. I was now at a foot in length, and seven inches in girth. I immediately went to see Dr. Gabel, and waited five days for the results.
And so, here I was. I hadn't told Lance about Dr. Gabel's discovery; I figured I should have better information before I tell him. He hadn't bothered me about why I was distracted all the time and I was thankful for that as much as I wanted to tell him.
"Is there any bad news?" I asked. I was partially shocked that I wouldn't be growing any more. I mean, it had been such a large part of my life that...I really don't know how comfortable I'd be without it.
"Not that I could think of. Your body has adjusted very well to the foreign DNA. Truth be told, we should hand you over to the government for this kind of thing; DNA adaptation and genetic reconfiguration is always a hot topic. But that'd be awfully cruel of me," she gave a small laugh. I was slightly mortified at that thought.
"Now, you'll have to come back here once a month for the next year or so just so we can make sure that your body is adapting to the new DNA without any side effects. I don't know what they would be since I've never dealt with this, but it never hurts to be safe," she said as she picked up the clipboard. "Be careful, and have a good day!"
She left the room, leaving the door open. I stood up, and navigated the familiar maze of corridors. There was no 'hurmph' from the receptionist as I left as she was on break. It was kind of unusual to not hear that familiar sound as I departed, but I could do without it. Lance pulled up to the curb right as I left the building. I opened the door and got into the passenger's seat. We sat for a moment, and he turned to look at me.
"So....what's going on?" he asked after our moment of silence, shifting the car into drive. I knew this moment would come eventually, but at least I didn't have anything worrying to say.
"Well, to put it simply, I shouldn't be growing anymore."
"....That's good news! Sounds like your 'problem' is no more." He may have said it with a smile, but I could detect the slight hint of disappointment in his voice. "So how'd it get fixed?"
"I have a 'genetic gap', a hole in my DNA or something like that. Dr. Gabel speculates that that's why I kept growing. She doesn't know what caused it, or why it happened, but it is what it is. Now here's the funky part: it's now filled in. Not with my DNA, but with yours, Gage's, and Kellen's."
"Mine...? How in the world-never mind, you wouldn't know."
"Well, I got if from having sex. That's why it grew the first time we fucked each other, and not the rest. Once I came into contact with Gage's and Kellen's genetic material, I grew again each time. But, the gap was small enough that it filled. Because I didn't previous have a 'limit' so to speak, and now I do, I shouldn't be growing anymore. This is as big as it gets."
The end sounded a little more depressing than I intended it to. With all the complaining I had done about my condition, this was the greatest thing I could have had happened to me. At least it would be, if I hadn't started dating Lance. I knew it made him happy, and I was slightly worried about our relationship now that I didn't have a 'problem'. Gage and Kellen's reactions would be painful to see too, but they were only secondary.
"Well, you know a foot long for a fox is fucking huge. You'd still make most men jealous," he said with a grin in his voice. I really wasn't looking at him as I stared down at the floor.
I hardly noticed when we arrived at our apartment. It wasn't until Lance poked me on the shoulder that I broke out of my distracted state and realized that I still had to get out of the car at some point. I trudged up the stairs, almost taking an extra step at the top.
"You alright? You've been out of it," Lance asked after my miscalculation.
"Huh? Oh, yeah. I'm fine, I guess." I shook my head.
Lance shrugged and walked inside. I followed, but at a much slower pace. I was so distracted by my own thoughts that I almost walked into the couch as I headed for our room.
"You sure you're alright?" He asked again as he got a glass of water.
"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine. Just...fine." I really didn't know how to answer that honestly with reciting a novel or something.
I flopped onto our bed, facedown. It was weird laying like this in silence with 20,000 thoughts running through your head all on the same topic. It was almost maddening, but I had no way of expressing it. I felt empty inside. Part of me was gone now, and now I risk losing the people I've grown attached to. I know Lance would say he wouldn't be bothered by it, and he would be speaking truthfully about it. But I still felt bad. Kellen and Gage...I don't know what they would think. But I'd hate to lose their friendship over something like this.
But the biggest part that bothered me was that I could do nothing differently. I would still be 'cured', even if I didn't go to Dr. Gabel about this.
The door opened with a slight creak. I didn't seem him, but I knew Lance was poking his head through the door.
"But seriously. What's the matter?" He asked. I sighed into the sheets.
I heard his soft steps as he traversed across the carpet. The mattress sagged slightly when he sat down next to my hip. He gently rubbed my back.
"I thought you'd be ecstatic after today. What's on your mind?"
I wasn't getting out of this one. I conceded defeat.
"It won't grow anymore," I mumbled into the bed.
"Yeah, that's good, right?" I didn't answer. He sighed.
"Look, it won't grow anymore. You've expressed concern over it ever since I knew you, and now that it's not a problem anymore, you're depressed over it?"
I nodded.
"Or...is it because you're afraid that I will stop liking you because you won't grow anymore?" I didn't respond.But he was right. That was my worst fear.
"I'm not that shallow, you know. I've liked you even before I knew that you had a certain 'problem'," he stated, leaning back against my butt.
"Gage and Kellen liked you before they found out about your 'problem', too. They might be man whores, but they aren't that shallow either. So, you have nothing to worry about from us. Am I a little disappointed? A little, but trust me. I still love you."
Love. My heart fluttered at that word. Warmth returned to my fingertips as he consoled me over this, but it wasn't until that last part...love.
Heh. This reminds me of earlier this month, and how I used to be so embarrassed to talk to him...and to find him drunk on the side of the road, and suddenly, here we are, consoling each other as boyfriends.
I turned my head towards him. He was still rubbing my back when he noticed my still sullen gaze. He leaned in and kissed me on the cheek. The small kiss left its residual warmth, even as he returned to his original position. I turned my body towards him and sat up. I leaned against his body, feeling the comforting heat he radiated. My head fell on his shoulder, and he reached his arm around and patted me on the head. We sat there for a good two minutes or so, basking in each other's partial embrace.
I was foolish to think that he'd abandon me over such a trifling thing. Sure, it was disappointing, but he was more attracted to me than my cock. He kissed me lightly on the forehead before standing up.
"I still love you," he confirmed again. "There are some things you can't control, but your heart is something that you can. You're a good, sweet guy. Most people would kill to have a boyfriend like you."
"Killing might be a bit dramatic..." I muttered, but with a lighter tone.
"Probably," he gave a small laugh and exited the room, door shutting softly behind him. I fell back on the bed, sporting an unnaturally large smile. What a week it's been....I closed my eyes, and before I knew it, I was asleep.
My consciousness roused at some point during the evening. The first thing I felt was a large source of warmth, and I instinctively cuddled against it. It was fuzzy and very comfortable. Vibrations were coming from it, extending my lull. Something blunt and hot poked my thigh after some time, and I opened my eyes to find my field of view blocked by orange and white.
Lance was sleeping soundly curled up next to me. I glanced down at his crotch, discovering the erection that lay in his pajamas. He was rock hard, and his cock kept twitching, occasionally bumping against my thigh. I thought it was sexy as hell, and was content just watching his confined shaft twitch about, responding to whatever stimulation was going on in his head. A wet spot formed shortly after, and it continued to grow slowly as his hips started to twitch as well. I laughed to myself as I got an idea.
Lance was a heavy sleeper, I knew that much, and so I gently caressed him just to test his sleepiness. He didn't wake as I rubbed his bare abdomen, but he adjusted his body, responding to my touch while still remaining asleep. I gently pulled at the waistband of his pajamas just enough so that his crotch would be uncovered. He wore no underwear tonight, which made my job easier. I gently released the elastic right underneath his balls, which were now resting on his thigh. Hs erection extended slightly, now that it wasn't restrained. I licked my lips, and shimmied down the bed so that I could ease my access to it. It bobbed right in front of my face, almost hitting my nose. A dollop of pre leaked out before dripping down onto the sheets. Making sure he didn't mess up the sheets too much, I gently licked the tip of his cock, cleaning the excess of pre off. I glanced up to see how he reacted, but he didn't stir.
I took a deep breath, and gently suckled on the tip, making sure I didn't do anything too fast or jarring. His cock twitched in my mouth, and he mumbled something above me, but he still didn't wake. I continued my ministrations, growing bolder with each passing minute. I took more and more of him inside of me, relishing in the thought that I could do this while he slept. While part of me said that this is definitely taking advantage of him, another part of me said that he did the exact same thing to me, and an act of revenge is in order.
I got about half of his cock in my mouth before his body started to hump my face lightly. He was steadily leaking now, and I knew that if I kept this up for a little bit longer, I would reap my rewards. I sucked a little harder, and he jumped and let out a low moan. He mumbled something again, but he still remained asleep. I relaxed a bit, and let him readjust to whatever he was dreaming about. Once he calmed down, I started to suck and bob once more, creating a slow but steady rhythm.
My own cock popped out of its sheath to join the fun. It only grew partially erect though, as I didn't want to deal with it while trying to get Lance off at the same time. I returned my focus onto Lance. I closed my eyes and listed for Lance's breathing. I matched his after a short period of trial and error. Our movements became more unified as I continued, remembering what Gage said about listening to your partner's body.
Soon enough, I could find Lance's heartbeat. It resonated within my mouth (which was really strange), but soon, my own body matched it. His hips sped up after we had synced up, and that's when I realized his left paw was lightly pushing on the back of my head. I glanced up, and found him smiling at me. My own cock hardened completely, now poking him in the shin. He pushed me off gently, and rotated around so that he could attend to me. He pulled my shorts down, and my cock sprung free, striking him in the face. I shot him a grin, and continued sucking as he stroked my cock.
I felt him lick my sensitive shaft, sending shivers down my spine. It was a delightful feeling being touched again by Lance, something that I've grown to miss over the past few days. He teased me with the tip of his rough tongue, causing a bead of pre to leak out. He lapped it up, and continued his teasing session. I took more of his cock in his mouth, and continued my previous rhythm, but this time with a little more fervency with my actions trying to get him to release before I did. I already had a good head start, but with his skills, anything could happen.
Fortunately, with him being sort of a typical big cat, he did have a hair trigger. It wasn't as bad as most, but it was still there. I reached around his cock, and started to massage the outside of his prostate. He moaned around my cock, and a nice glob of pre shot down my throat. I took a brief moment to swallow it before resuming. It was very difficult to only use one paw (I had braced myself with the other one), but I managed. It wouldn't be long now. Lance's breathing had sped up, and his heart rate increased as well. I sucked, bobbed, massaged, and whatever else I could do to make him cum.
My actions finally reached fruition. Lance gave a final thrust in my mouth (almost making me take the whole thing, the bastard), and then several squirts of semen filled my mouth as he grunted in pleasure. I couldn't swallow all of it, and I had to pull off so I wouldn't choke. I aimed his dick away from my face, and two more shots fired, arcing over my body and landing with a splatter against the wall. I lapped up the residual cum that was dribbling out of his cock, causing him to squirm slightly. But, now all attention was focused on me.
I sat up (as my arm was falling asleep), as Lance continued to suck me off. I moaned aloud as his raspy tongue danced along the underside of my cock. One of his paws rubbed against my balls, teasing the now taut skin. I arched my back, causing more of my cock to go in his mouth.
Throb
My eyes opened wide at the familiar throb. Lance noticed this as well, and pulled off. We both stared at my cock, watching it expand in length and girth. It wasn't as much as it usually was, maybe about half an inch in length, but it was still there.
Lance looked up at me with a dumb grin on his face.
"Looks like the doctor was wrong," he smirked and then continued to suck on my cock.
"Fuck...." I moaned. It may not have grown much, but the sensitivity had increased a lot more than it normally would. Each action he performed sent sparks across my eyes. My balls pulled upwards in anticipation, and my knot swelled, showing how close I really was. Lance gently grabbed it with his paw and squeezed. I tried to control myself as best as I could, but I was too distracted by my sudden growth that I couldn't help screaming a bit when I came.
Hard shots fired directly into Lance's mouth. Since he had a larger mouth capacity than I did, he was able to take more of it that I was. He eagerly slurped all of it, treating me the same way I did him for cleanup. After about a minute of cumming, my orgasm finally subsided. I was breathless. The sensitivity of my cock was unnaturally high, despite the fact that it was only now half an inch longer.
"I guess...the doctor was wrong..." I muttered, too surprised to really articulate my words.
"Hell yeah she was!" Lance exclaimed. I knew he was happy about it.
But was I? I mean, I thought I was cured. Dr. Gabel said it shouldn't grow again-
Oh. Maybe...
"What's on your mind?" Lance asked, licking the cum from in between his fingers.
"Maybe...it was only the permanent growth she was talking about. Hah," I slapped myself on the forehead. "Talk about a misunderstanding." I was relieved at this realization. Here I was, acting all depressed for nothing. "I thought she meant the bursts of growth had stopped as well, but it was just the additional growth."
"Yeah, I can see why you thought that," Lance laughed. I glanced at my cock again. Certain things had changed in regards to my growth. It wasn't as expansive as it used to be; I grew half as much as I usually would. But, the sensitivity had increased a lot to make up for that....I guess I kind of got Lance's and Gage's quick triggers....who knows what I got from Kellen; I'm sure I'd find that our later.
"Well, this is great news! You're back to normal, kind of," Lance said.
"Yeah, I guess. I'm just really glad to know that you're fonder of me than my cock," I smiled.
"Hey, I told you I'm not that shallow. Not that I don't mind a big piece of meat in my ass, but the person is more important."
There was a brief moment of silence.
"Thanks, Lance."
"For what?"
"I don't know, everything I guess. I mean-" He silenced me with a hug.
"Sebastian, I'll be there if you need me, cock or not. I love you too much not to be." I grabbed his arm and held on.
"I love you too, Lance." We embraced for a bit longer, basking in our cheesiness.
"I'm going to take a shower now, you're welcome to join," Lance said with a wink as he got off the bed and left the room.
But there was truth in what I said. If it wasn't for Lance, I'd probably still be moping about my 'problem'.
And, I wouldn't have come to realize that I'm still a person beyond that 'problem', and I would have still let that 'problem' define me. But it's funny how things happen like that.
I guess it's not a problem anymore.
Well that was fun. This week I've learned that it's hard to orchestrate foursomes. That, and I tried to include some internal conflict without it seeming forced. But, the only way to know is to try, or something like that.
This won't be the last you see of these characters (If you're familiar with my works, you will recognize some of the names in this arc), but it definitely will be the last installment of this little ditty, because I don't know what other trouble they could get into without it being part of a new track. And I'm lazy.
That being said, I hope you enjoyed this little trial of mine, and I really do appreciate feedback. It does mean a lot, even if you have some constructive critisim.