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Only for Fans Part 06 'Clay and Justin'
🕑 Added 2020-05-04 19:28:46 +0000 UTCJustin felt a post clarity high as he felt his body finish. His body fell limply into Drew’s arms. “What’s going on…” he said. Everything was still a bit confusing as the old part of him was still conscious while the new part of him was nuzzling the exposed furry pecs his head was leaning on.
“Ya gone an made a mess,” Drew answered.
Justin felt his eyes slowly start to drift up to the other man’s face. It took everything in his power to pull away, and even then he felt an urge to plant himself back against the other man’s body. Seeing his bulky chest and abs covered in dark brown fur, looked so comfortable to be against. The black and red plaid shirt he was wearing was opened up showing off his impressive body, while his jeans clung tightly to his powerful legs. He was built perfectly for rugby and could have easily taken down any other guy on the field.
“Wha--?” Justin could see the exterior stain on the jeans that led all the way down to his work boots. The brown leather had an exceptionally large glob on it.
“G’on,” Drew said. He sat back down in his computer chair with his legs spread out wide, making the stain on the more visible.
Justin licked his lips at the order. Hearing the cold way Drew spoke to him seemed to have gotten him ready to go again. Blood was already flowing into his cock, forcing it to grow hard again. His knees felt weak. He wanted to get down on all fours and lick him clean.
Part of his old self was shouting at him to stop, but his body wouldn’t listen. He could feel himself lowering with his tongue out, purposefully showing off his muscular ass for the camera behind him. He was getting closer. The smell filled his nose. ‘Oh God!’ he screamed in his head as his tongue left his mouth.
Everything hung there just for a few moments. His hands were on the ground with his bare ass high up in the air. Then there was a ding from the computer. His mouth dropped and he could feel the cum on his tongue. The old part of him was telling himself he should want to throw up but the new part loved the taste. He could feel his dick throb and mouth crave for more.
Lucky for him, just a little higher up on the jeans was a bit more of a special treat. He could feel his tongue rolling over the rough denim. Each time he went past a ‘tasty treat’ his cock would throb again.
“That’sa good boi,” Drew complimented. His strong hand ran through Justin’s short hair, stopping at the back of his scalp. “Ya like it when I tell ya what ta do. Don’tcha?”
“I do! I do!” Justin answered excited. “5’11”, 160 pounds.” His eyes went wide. “No…” tears started to form in his eyes. That wasn’t right. He was 6’ and close to 170. He pried himself away from Drew and looked at the screen. ‘Height Transfer’ and ‘Muscle Transfer’ were the two bottom bars and they were rapidly filling up.
“Where you think yer goin?” Drew pulled him back over to him. It was one fluid motion and Justin was back on the ground between Drew’s legs. His dick was out pointing towards his face. Justin could feel his mouth open, just seeing the large cock in front of him. At least 7 inches with a thick vein on top.
“But… But…” Justin pleaded. “5’9”, 150 pounds.” His dick throbbed hearing the numbers. “Ooooo,” he moaned. His hands gripped Drew’s legs but the strength wasn’t there. If anything it was weaker than before. But now he could smell the musk dripping off the other man. Drew smelt like he hadn’t taken a shower after his workout and that smell was filling his nose.
“But what? Ya always liked bein the little one,” Drew smirked. He was loving this new power over his roommate. Someone had donated a lot of money to make him commanding and a bit controlling and then also to make Justin incredibly submissive. “G’on,” Drew jiggled his pants, bouncing his dick and watched Justin’s eyes follow it. He was well trained as his mouth opened wide and swallowed it whole.
“Oh fuck yeah!” Drew belted out. His hand went to the back of Justin’s head and he held the other man down. That loud uncontrolled moan seemed to have been the only distraction Justin had had, as he started sucking on his cock. Even though it was a rather large member, Justin knew how to keep his teeth away from his dick. It didn’t matter that he filled the smaller man’s mouth, everything still felt great.
A flick of the tongue and he belted out another loud moan. His hand clenched the back of Justin’s head but couldn’t finish. The fans didn’t seem to want it. Not that he was complaining. Feeling his cock sucked on was better than he expected it to be. And feeling it from Justin seemed to make it all the sweeter.
‘Look at him go!’
‘He loves it so much!’
‘Serves him right!’
But a ding from the computer sent a new command to his brain. He felt his hands move around Justin’s waist and then pick him up. “Look at that sweet sweet ass. Ripe fer the pickin ain’t it?” Drew made sure to give the camera a perfect view of Justin’s tight ass. “Y’all think I can fit?” He stands up letting his thick 7 inch cock show on the camera. Justin was thrown over his shoulder like he was nothing. “Well?”
A plethora of ‘yes’s and hearts filled the screen. The fifteen people watching all seemed to love and adore what was going on.
‘Stats?’
“5’7”, 135 pounds,” he answered from behind Drew’s back. His dick throbbed.
“Yer that small? That’s smaller than when I wuz when we’d gone and started all this,” Drew laughed. He moved Justin’s body around like it was a rag doll. “Yer just so light. Damn. No wonder ya always thought you could do anythang ta me.”
A mixture of anger and lust filled Justin’s body. His old mind was telling him all this was wrong while his new one couldn’t stop enjoying every second of it. Feeling Drew’s strong calloused hands pick him up and toss him around so effortlessly was amazing. He felt so small and worthless, yet so secure in the other man’s possession.
Another ding from the computer and Drew changed his position again. One of his hands grabbed both of Justin’s wrists and pushed them hard against the wall. His other hand helped support the small man’s body weight while Drew got down onto his knees. He stuck his tongue out and licked his asshole.
Justin’s body squirmed and writhed at the sensation. His face was against the wall and he couldn’t help but make weird expressions as he felt the almost ticklish sensation run through his entire body. Every muscle contracted and loosened as he felt himself invaded more and more.
“Y’all think that’s enuff?” Drew asked. He was rewarded with several more, ‘Yeah!’s. “Sweet! You ready there bud?” Drew whispered into Justin’s ear. Justin gave him a weak nod. “Thata boi!” Drew positioned his dripping cock against Justin’s anus and slowly started to push in. “That’s it. You can take it.”
Drew’s encouragement only caused Justin to moan even more. He felt like it should have been groans as his asshole was filled with the massive cock slowly splitting him open, but the sheer joy and bliss he was receiving from the experience seemed to offset any pain. Justin could feel his own cock throbbing with joy and bouncing up and down as more and more of that itch plaguing his insides was being scratched.
And then he felt it. His asshole opening even wider. Drew’s thick cock was somehow getting even thicker. Justin whimpered at the pain. Drew took to nibbling against his neck, trying to offshoot some of it. “Yer doin great. Most can’t take this much,” he whispered into Justin’s ear. “But yer damn sexy ass is takin it all.”
“Oh God!” Justin cried out. He couldn’t control it anymore. His body finished, spraying the wall in front of him. His hips bucked back and forth, massaging the dick a little bit further into him. He could feel it invading more and more of his insides until it hit a wall causing him to swing his head back in bliss.
“Oh fuack yea!” Drew growled in his ear. “That’s fuckin it!” He felt the throb of his cock and then the several heavy loads, fill the other man’s body. Thick wads shot out. “Damn… That’s fuckin it.”
Drew made sure not to let Justin go. His body may have gone limp but there was no way Drew could safely take his cock out. He sat down in his computer chair with Justin’s body on top of his. ‘Your Live Stream has Ended’ was plastered on the screen.
“Well damn. Hope y’all had a good time. Know I fuckin did,” Drew smirked. “Y’all make sure ta come on back. Ya hear?”
‘Absolutely!’
‘That was awesome!’
And several other versions of praise were filling the chat, followed quickly by, ‘Bye’s. Drew smirked as he watched the number of viewers go back down to zero. Justin started to stir in his arms again. “Shhh… It’s alright…” he whispered. “No need ta wake up…”
“But…”
“Shh… Don’t stress yerself. Yer all tuckered out and I’ll make sure ta clean ya up…”
“But…”
“Worried bout the money, ain’tcha. We made enough. Don’tchu fret. Alright?”
“Alright…” Justin said. His body leaned into Drew’s muscular chest and he slowly started to doze off.
Drew smirked as he lifted the small guy off his dick. “Damn… No wonder guys want ta be this strong.” It was so effortless for him to do so. He took Justin to the bathroom to clean him up, then placed him in bed, kissing him good night.
