{"sf1_id":953395,"sf2_id":null,"title":"Rommate Bonding","author":"Castor the Twin","words":3305,"posted_at":"2016-01-10T20:24:00.000Z","tags":["Cock Growth","College","Consensual","Cooking","Domination/Submission","Food","Hyperphallic","M/M","M/solo","Male","Mind Control","Muscles","Rough","Rough Sex","Soulmates","Transformation","Wolf"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/953395-rommate-bonding","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/view/953395","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=953395\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"When Fred wakes up one morning, he has bigger problems than morning wood to deal with.\nThis is my first story published in public. The first in a series. Please leave comments, I'd love to hear any feedback you have.","content":"Fred\nJones awoke to the sound of his roommate Luis's alarm. As Fred rolled\nover he saw Luis jump out of the top bunk of their bed and turn the\nalarm off. Rolling out of bed and onto the floor, Fred tried to\nregain consciousness as Luis turned on the light and got his workout\ngear on.\n\"Get\nup, sleepyhead. It's only 5:30 in the morning.\" Fred only groaned\nas the ceiling light burned brighter than a thousand suns. How could\nLuis be this calm and controlled already?\n\"Can't\nI sleep a little longer?\" Fred asked half-joking.\n\"Nope.\nYou know the deal: I pay for all the food and you cook all the meals.\nI know you love your beauty sleep, but I love nothing more than a\nnice, hot breakfast ready for me when I come back from an early\nmorning lift. Now get up before I throw you in the shower.\" Luis\nand Fred were good friends, but this was easily Fred's least favorite\npart about them living together. Fred was not a morning person. In\nfact he used to stay up until 4 am doing homework after\nprocrastinating all day. It was their senior year of college, and\nLuis wanted to be an officer in the military after graduation. Part\nof preparing for that was getting up stupid-early and working out.\nFred knew this when he agreed to live with Luis and it was almost a\ndeal breaker, but what college student could say no to free food?\nBesides, Fred did love cooking and also got more done during the day\nwhen Luis hauled his ass out of bed early in the morning.\n\"Alright,\nalright, I'm getting up.\" As Fred got up and gained his balance,\nLuis finished putting on his skin-tight blue lycra shirt and smiled.\n\"Well,\nI see you're extra happy to see me this morning.\" Fred looked down\nand saw his not-so-hidden erection through his PJ shorts. Fred\ninstantly turned red. Now he was fully awake.\n\"Shut\nup, Luis! You know it's just morning wood!\"\n\"Come\non, I know you love this,\" Luis said playfully, striking a pose and\nshowing off his handy work. \"You want to get with a marine.\" Fred\nwas gay, but Luis, much to Fred's continuing disappointment, was\ndefinitely straight. However, Fred got over it long ago and it wasn't\nan issue. In fact, Luis loved the attention. He was a lady's man,\nalways on the prowl. It's why Luis originally started working out.\nEvery time he got a complement from Fred, it was confirmation that\nLuis had achieved one of his dreams: He was sexy, and he knew it.\nAnd\nFred wasn't afraid to hold back. Luis was his type: Tall, dark,\nhandsome. Every morning Fred saw his toned six-pack lightly peppered\nwith a nice treasure trail, his thick traps and triceps, his dense\nthighs, his set of pecs that were big but weren't cartoon-ish, his\ndark-brown eyes, his black bed-head hair, his five o'clock shadow at\n5:30 in the morning, and his caramel skin that gift-wrapped the\nperfect package. All Luis was missing was a bow on top. Fred smiled.\n\"Don't\noversell yourself. You're not a marine yet. In fact, you haven't even\napplied to any of the branches. For all we know you might end up in\nthe navy. Imagine working on a submarine, a long metal tube full of\nseamen. You know what they say: It's not gay if it's underway.\"\nLuis laughed.\n\"Whatever\nyou say, you're the expert on gay shit. Anyways, I'm off. I'll see\nyou later.\" Luis was such a tease, but Fred did have to admit: His\nerection was huge. He normally didn't get morning wood, and it never\nstood out like this when he did. He must've had quite the dream.\nWalking\ninto the bathroom, Fred gave himself a close look over in the mirror\nand saw how bony he was. He\nsometimes wished he was a kenesiology major like Luis, studying how\nthe human body became jacked and having enough time to apply his\nstudies in the gym. However,\nhe also thought about how much weight he had lost since freshman year\nof high school, how much his steely blue eyes looked better with\ncontacts instead of glasses, how his skin had cleared up despite\nstill being pasty white, how his blond hair looked so much better now\nthat he grew it out and spiked it with gel, how he looked so much\nmore fashionable after learning that there were more clothes in the\nworld than nerdy T-shirts and bluejeans in the Walmart men's section,\nand how it all still didn't help him find a boyfriend. Not even one.\nFred was too risk-averse to try dating apps and too shy to go other\ngay groups on campus. He figured he'd meet someone at a party or\nthrough class/friends while focusing on his studies, but they never\nwent anywhere. Oh well, at least he had Luis. If that meant anything.\nLooking\nat his hand, Fred noticed the bandage from yesterday on his thumb. He\nhad been in the archeology lab studying an artifact that was found\nalong with some bizarre canine creature remains. The bizarre part\nwasn't that the remains were canine, it was that the canine remains\nwere the size of the human remains. At first the they even looked\nlike human remains, but upon closer examination they were definitely\ncanine. Fred was getting to the bottom of the mystery when clumsy\nRandall tripped and fell onto Fred while he was using an exact-o\nknife to scrape samples off the artifact for analysis. Fred not only\nsliced his thumb clear-open, but he grabbed the artifact with his cut\nhand while falling out of his chair and got both blood all over the\nartifact and artifact shavings inside his wound. He washed his wound\nout right away and disinfected it, so he hoped it would heal soon.\nStripping\nfor his morning shower, Fred grabbed his throbbing erection. At least\nhe didn't slice up his masturbating hand. That would truly suck.\nWhile he couldn't make out too many details without his contacts,\nFred thought that his dick almost seemed bigger in his hand. Not much\nbigger, but it was noticeable. It also looked slightly redder too.\nWeird. Anyways, Fred had an erection to work off and on top of that\nhe had about 90 minutes to shower, change, and cook breakfast. It was\ntime to get to work.\n\n* * * * * \n\n\nFred was annoyed. He masturbated way\nlonger than normal, over an hour, despite being horny as hell. Not\nonly did he not cum, but he kept thinking about Luis while\nmasturbating. Despite the playful back and forth between them, Fred\ndidn't like seriously thinking about Luis that way for fear of\ndeveloping a crush. Fred had dealt with straight crushes before, and\nthey always turned out bad. Now it felt as if Lady Liberty herself\nwas being smuggled in his pants, her torch calling out for attention,\nand he had to make breakfast.\n\nFuck.\n\nLuckily, Fred had some chopped\nveggies and sausage in the fridge from yesterday when he made\nomelets. It was a repeat, which he didn't like, but it was quick and\neasy. As he grabbed the veggies and eggs out of the fridge, he\ncouldn't get his mind off his erection. Why the hell couldn't he cum?\nCracking the eggs into a bowl, he wondered if Luis had ever dealt\nwith anything like this. The more he thought about his cock, the more\nit ached. Fucking god damn it, not now. He didn't have time. \"I\nmean, shit,\" Fred thought, \"I could just whip it out now and cum\ninto the eggs.\" He chuckled at the thought and brushed it away.\n\nExcept it came back.\n\n\"Why would I cum in the eggs?\"\nFred thought. \"That's absolutely disgusting! It was kinda funny to\nthink about, but it makes no sense to actually do. If Luis found out\nabout, it would ruin our friendship forever.\"\n\nBut what if Luis didn't find out\nabout it? What Luis didn't know wouldn't hurt him. And it would be\nfucking hot as hell, seeing dreamboat swallow what you've been\nwanting to give him for years now.\n\n\"Jesus Christ,\" Fred said, \"I\ncan't believe what I'm thinking. I don't even have a food fetish!\"\n\nHowever, Fred thought back to all\nthe times when both Luis and him had gotten drunk together. All the\ntimes Luis would ask if he could suck Fred's dick, just to try it,\nonly for it to turn out that Luis was just fucking with him. Fred\nknew he was only joking, but what if Luis was just too shy and in the\ncloset to be honest with him? How would Luis really know he doesn't\nlike men if he's never tried them before?\n\n\"Wait,\" Fred thought, \"That\nnever happened.\" But he could remember each time like they were\nreal. He certainly remembered the disappointment he felt each time.\nIt happened at least once, maybe a few times.\n\n\"No,\" Fred said. \"This is\nfucking insane. Luis is such a horn-dog that he would've known years\nago if he ever had feelings for men. He doesn't. End of line.\"\n\nMaybe it's not so crazy, though.\nFred remembered how much he had been in the closet and how deep it\ncan go. Neither him or his family were never homophobic, but for the\nlongest time he just thought he never met the right woman. Never mind\nthat in high school he couldn't stop thinking about certain boys no\nmatter how hard he tried, or that for some reason his gaze was\ninexplicably drawn to boys while walking down the hallway between\nclasses, or that for some reason he kept looking at erotic drawings\nof men online and never looked at drawings of women. It was only\nright before college that he realized he had feelings for men. Luis's\nfamily was certainly more conservative, considering that they came\nfrom Mexico. Maybe Luis was just that much more in denial?\n\nBy now Fred realized he had stopped\nwhisking the eggs with his fork. His heart was pounding like he had\njust sprinted a mile. He could feel his pulse in his lips. He swore\nhe could feel his cock growing even bigger in his pants despite being\nfully erect. His head was buzzing chaotically with foreign thoughts,\nand his hands shook. He had never felt more horny in his life. \"This\nis fucking ridiculous,\" Fred said, \"Where are these thoughts\ncoming from? I can't cum in the eggs!\"\n\nThe thought was magnetic. He\ncouldn't run from it; it was always two steps ahead.\n\nCum in the eggs.\n\nCum in the eggs.\n\nJust fucking cum in the god damn eggs!\n\nCumming in the eggs just felt right\nin some fundamental way. Fred was in disbelief: On the one hand, it\nwas cumming in the eggs. On the other hand, it was cumming\nin the eggs. It was what every\nfiber of Fred's being wanted to do.\n\n\"No!\" Fred yelled. \"Get a grip\non yourself!\"\n\nSuddenly Fred was on his back with\nLuis right underneath him, gripping Fred by his shoulders and\nraw-dogging his dirty dick into Fred's aching, moist ass. Rutting in\na primal way only wild animals can. Fred tried to move, only for Luis\nto grip down and plow harder. Luis whispered into Fred's right ear.\n\n\"No way, bitch! You're not getting\naway from me that easily.\"\n\nFred gasped. He had never had sex\nbefore and each thrust into him felt like its own orgasm. He looked\naround, seeing that they were on Fred's bed in the dark. His clothes\nwere nowhere to be found. He couldn't take in anymore as his eyes\nshut and he began moaning uncontrollably. He was a true bitch in\nheat.\n\n\"Sounds like someone needs to\ncum.\"\n\n\"Ohhh... FUCK YES!\" Fred managed\nbetween moans.\n\n\"That's 'Fuck yes, SIR'\nto you. Cumming is a privilege I give to you. Now ask me, politely,\nto milk you.\" Just a few moments ago, he was in the middle of their\nkitchen cooking breakfast. Well, trying to at least. Everything felt\nso real: The sweat dripping off of his brow, his hairy legs rubbing\nagainst Luis's as their feet played with each other, their hearts\nbeating in time together. Once again, Fred was floored at how calm\nand controlled Luis was in this situation. Fred couldn't even open\nhis eyes. Luis would make a good military officer.\n\n\"Pretty... please sir... for the\nfucking... love of god..... MILK ME!!\"\n\n\"There we go.\" Fred could hear\nthe grin on the smug fuck's face as he said that. \"Was that so\nhard? Ask, and you shall receive.\" At that moment, when Luis\nreached around and grabbed Fred's dick, Luis threaded a needle in\nFred's soul. It was something so difficult, so frustrating, but so\nnecessary to achieve something so much bigger. Fred had been waiting\nyears for this moment, and now Fred was forever tied to Luis.\n\nFred's eyes burst open to see\nsomething he had never seen before: A massive, vainy, pointed, red\nrocket dog cock that was sandwiched right between his legs where his\nown cock should've been. And it was massive.\nAt least a foot and a half, with Luis's hand barely making it around\nthe whole thing, meaning its girth was about the size of a soda can.\nAnd for some reason, not only did Fred instinctively know that this\nwas his dick, but he felt pride\nin it. This was his dick. His fucking cock with a knot bigger than a\ntree's to show off to the whole world. The fuck stick that his mate\nowned and was currently playing with like he was fucking Stretch\nArmstrong. It was what Fred was, what his whole life revolved around,\nand he loved it.\n\nThe room started to get brighter as\nFred felt himself melt into Luis. Soon he felt himself falling,\nfaster and faster, as the room dissolved into a white void. He\nscreamed, hoping Luis would reach out and catch him. The space around\nFred began to distort as if he was approaching the speed of light. He\nstarted to get scared. Would this ever end, or was he doomed to fall\nforever? Suddenly, without warning, Fred slammed into something so\nhard that he felt himself fuse on an atomic level with whatever just\ncollided with him. In the process the wind was knocked out of him\nlike a falling man hitting the ground, and, just as the falling man\nfeels the sweet release of death, Fred felt the energy of that fusion\nflow into the sweet release of his rocket blasting off.\n\nAnd, just as quickly as that\nhappened, Fred heard the door to his apartment unlock and open.\n\n\"Oh, hey Fred! Smells great in\nhere. Wha'cha cookin'?\" Fred was in utter shock. Wasn't I... with\nhim... with my... and then... huh? Luis gave him a funny look. \"Well,\ndon't look so dumbfounded to see me. You knew I was coming. Did\nsomething get to your head? I know you were happy to see me this\nmorning at least. If you like me so much, I hope you made me\nsomething good. It looks like it.\" Fred looked down in front of\nhim. He was holding a pan with a picture perfect omelet on it. When\ndid... never mind. The less he thought about this, the better.\nLooking over Luis as he sat down at the table, Fred saw that Luis's\nshirt was drenched in sweat. Must've been chest and arm day. He could\nalso smell Luis way more intensely than usual. This, strangely\nenough, smelled much more appetizing than the omelet. As Fred slid\nthe omelet off the pan and onto the plate prepared for Luis, he was\npulled back to reality. \"Omelet again? You did that yesterday. I\nthought you didn't like doing repeats.\"\n\n\"Trust me,\" Fred said\nauthoritatively, \"It's the least of my concerns right now.\" As\nLuis picked up his fork and started cutting the omelet, Fred's heart\nstarted to beat again. Not from being horny, but from fear. Would\nLuis hate the omelet? Would he be able to tell if anything was added\nto it? How would he react? Fred's fears came to a head as Luis took\nthe first bite.\n\nLuis stopped, rolling the omelet\npiece around in his mouth. Not just tasting it, examining it.\nAnalyzing it. Something was definitely different. Fred couldn't read\nhis reaction, making it all the more heart-pounding. However, his\nfears were put to rest as Luis quickly swallowed and brought another\npiece to his mouth. Then another. And another. Luis didn't say\nanything; he began wolfing down the omelet with the voracity of an\nimpoverished North Korean family in an all-you-can-eat buffet. As\nFred saw a look of pure satisfaction take shape on Luis's face, Fred\nfelt pure satisfaction permeate throughout his cock. Knowing that\nLuis found Fred irresistible, that Fred guided Luis to this desire\nwithout Luis knowing what it is or how it happened, made Fred hard\nand horny like never before. Fred wondered why he doubted his\ninstincts so intensely before and how else he could covertly guide\nLuis's development. Only when the omelet was gone did Luis finally\nsay something.\n\n\"Oh... my... god! What did you put\nin that omelet?! It was infinitely better than the one from\nyesterday!\"\n\n\"Well, I added milk to the eggs\nthis time.\" Luis put his fork on the plate and paused for a second\nwhile looking Fred straight in the eyes.\n\n\"You came in the eggs, didn't\nyou?\" Oh fuck. How the hell did he know!? Seriously, how the fuck\ndid he know? In the nanoseconds after Luis said that, Fred tried to\ntell if he was joking or not. He had to be, wasn't he? Fred decided\nto play it cool by giving a coy, almost evil, smile.\n\n\"How did you know?\" After what\nseemed like an eternity, Luis finally smiled back and laughed.\n\n\"Fucking 'A, Fred, you get me\nevery single time. Seriously, what did you put in there?\"\n\n\"Chef's secret.\" Luis jumped out\nof his chair.\n\n\"Well, whatever it is, keep it\ncoming. I need my protein after my workouts, and that omelet has me\nmore amped than my actual workout. This is a little weird,\" Luis\nsaid giggling like a Japanese schoolgirl, \"but it almost feels like\nI just had sex.\" Fred laughed.\n\n\"Well, I guess that's the closest\nI'm ever going to get.\" Luis patted him on the back.\n\n\"Come on, man! Don't be down on\nyourself. I know the right one is out there for you, somewhere.\nYou'll find him. He's probably closer than you think. Anyways, I'm\ngoing to shower and then head to class. Leave the dishes out after\nyou're done fixing yourself breakfast and I'll clean up before I\nleave.\" Fred was beaming. As he watched Luis walk towards the\nbathroom, Fred realized how Luis knew: A mate instinctively knows his\nmate's seed, and Luis didn't need to to think twice about Fred's.\nThat was how Fred knew, with all certainty in the universe, that\ntheir souls were meant to rut together for eternity. On top of that,\nLuis had just given Fred permission to cum for every breakfast. He\ndid need his protein, after all.\n\nFive-thirty in the morning was only\nabout 90 minutes ago, but Fred had already undergone a lifetime of\nchange during that time. He understood that he had been given a gift.\nWhat kind of gift and from whom, he didn't know. But he knew Luis and\nhim shared a destiny. They would change the world together. Part of\nhim was frightened at all of this. Another part, however, was in\nlove. In love with his mate."}