Darwinism, The Survival Of The Fittest. After The War Between The Left And The Right And Mutation Of

Darwinism, the survival of the fittest. After the war between the left and the right and mutation of an already costly pandemic eradicating the female sex, only the sex that created all wars were left, men.... Men left in a near apocalyptic country to carry on, but for what?

Only a handful of cities across the country remained. In the mountainous landscape of Utah remained a vestige of the previous world. Heavily fortified and operating as the US government's back up to the country's capitol in Washington DC ,life continued almost oblivious to the devastation outside.

On a Saturday morning in Salt Lake City's luxury shopping mall; music played across the speakers, shops opened up and a waterfall began to flow into a coi pond outside a skin care boutique. It's gold walls glimmering, the scents of Shea butter, honey suckle and amber permeated the room. Nestled in the back, a cinnamon skinned mixed Latino boy quickly wrapped jars of body cream and bottles of cologne in tissue to be shipped for a major customer.

His thick, wavy black hair hung over his forehead as he tied ribbons 🎀 across the boxes 📦 and labeled each one. Still sore from last night's glute workout, he struggled to squat down and look through the cabinet for supplies.

"Shit, 5 minutes to opening!"

Stacking the last gift box, he checked himself in the mirror and brushed off his black outfit and ran a brush through his mounds of thick hair before walking out onto the floor and unlocking the doors. There were 4 people already waiting, the holiday shopping season had begun!

"Good morning gentlemen, please do come in. It's just me this morning so I ask for your patience."

"Emil, I just wanted to pickup my order for the governor. "

"Of course Mr. Avery, I have it here bagged for you. I hope it's received well."

Mr. Avery smirked as he watched Emil bend over , Emil's tight black slacks straining over his round plump ass and meaty hamstrings. "

"Thanks son, say, you mind if asked how you got your name? Your latino right? I was just trying to understand the German name."

"My late father was from there, my mother was Mexican."

"Well what a fine son they made for Father Nature's new world."

Emil blushed under the compliment, ever since the new order had been established he'd been receiving stares, advances and offers to meet in business mens hotel rooms. He often wanted to accept, but aside from knowing not to mix business with pleasure, it was the look in their eyes that scared and intrigued him. A look that said they knew something he didn't.

"Oh Mr. Avery, that's so nice of you to say. "

The beefy 6'3 white dilf with salt and pepper hair looking sharp in a navy suit simply smirked as he undressed Emil with his eyes. Again, a stare that denoted a deeper intent.

"If you ever want to move up out of retail, call me directly son."

He handed Emil a metal business card with engraved wording. Even the font had a masculine quality to it,

Clint Avery

Senior Architect & Designer

Dominion Project

"Well thank you Mr. Avery, what exactly did you have in mind?"

The man grinned from ear to ear and just placed his hand on Emil's shoulder.

"Something that will shape your future in this new world my boy."

Emil gave a confused smile as Clint made his goodbyes and left the store, it wasn't until he left that Emil looked at the back of the card.

Regenesis

"What does that word mean, what does that have to do with him being an architect?" He wondered.

Moving about his day Emil served one customer to the next. By closing time he laid down in the stock room , his body covered in sweat, and looking down, his thighs strained against the fabric of his slacks.

"When did they grow so much." He wondered, standing up and looking in the mirror he noticed a tear in the seams in the seat of his pants. His ass round, full and plump. He gently let his hand caress his left cheek, feeling the firm muscle. Funny. It was only now he noticed his ass was beginning to resemble an upside down ❤️. It had been a long time since he'd been fucked, he needed it.... That need would have to wait, holiday season was a pain but it kept him busy and the earnings paid for his small studio apartment.

After closing the store and finally getting home, he undressed and caught himself again in the mirror. There was a sharp curve in his hips that he hadn't noticed before, it led down to his muscular thighs. He ran his hands down his hips and then back up his flat abdomen, just the sheer touch was enough to get him hard, but lately, it was his hole that was growing wet and spasming, causing him to finger himself into a frenzy. As he lay on the bed, he ran his hands up and down his abs, his fingers feeling his sharp v taper. Lifting his legs he traced the outer rim of his hole, the lips puckering and wet to the touch, getting wetter by the minute.

"OH FUCK"

Emil pushed the first finger inside as his ass pussy lips sucked it in, the sensation of feeling his insides made insert a second finger and then a third.

"Oh yes, damn..."

Finally, he inserted a 4th finger as he massaged his prostate and felt a build-up of pressure from deep inside as if he was about to shit, then.....

"SPLAT "

Emil's whole body shook as a clear slimy gel-like liquid shot out of his hole in spurts. One after another, soaking his sheets and making his thick Latino cakes jiggle uncontrollably.

"Oh shit, what the fuck was that?

Emil looked down at the giant wet spot on his sheets. His hole was now puckered up completely, but satisfied.

The next day at the store Emil found himself running back and forth the restroom.

"What the fuck?"

Emil's underwear was soaked and his ass kept leaking the same slimy goo from the night before, and he felt he was retaining water as his pants choked his hips. He folded a paper towel and placed it on the seat of his briefs. Looking in the mirror he noticed his pecs seemed fuller, gently tracing his fingers around his pecs, he felt his pecs bounce as he touched his enlarged and darkened nipples. The rectal secretions continued, the store was about to open and he get out of the restroom and onto the floor for a busy shopping day.

They flagged my last post..... a writer can't have any space.....

If you told me a few years ago I'd be carrying twins at 53 I would have laughed at you. Funny how things change so quick, a few years before the crisis I was all about Right wing conspiracy theories, hating anyone who wasn't white for no reason and just always being angry. Looking back I see why things happened the way they did. I needed a wake up call!

When women succumbed to the virus and it was only us men left, we fought one another, pointed the finger, fights broke out, battles were needlessly fought. Then one by one, men became pregnant. Soon it spread, at first the rumors were dismissed, until the sights of swollen bellies and men going into labor changed the game. The right wing die hards went crazy or took their own lives, I would have done the same had it not been for Hector.

Hector is a tall muscular cinnamon skinned alpha who rescued me from gassing myself in my car, I cursed him at first for saving me, but really I was mad at having my own hate challenged, he could have left me for dead, but he didn't....

Some time after I got out of the hospital I saw him at the gym. It took everything I had muster up the courage to approach him. Instead of sneering he smiled, a beautiful white smile with luscious lips that just left me speechless.

"You want to grab a drink at my place, I've been saving this liquor from my country."

"Sure...."

It was one powerful liquor, we did shots with limes. Maybe it was the shots, but soon we were looking into each other's eyes and our clothes came off. His ripped abs and smooth body were the contrast to my beefy furry frame as a former linebacker. Without a word, he pressed his lips against mine.

The fullness of hai lips was something I had never experienced before, their softness and then how his tongue explored my mouth. Soon we were in bed, my tree trunk thighs being massaged by his smooth hands as he made his way to my meaty and plump cakes. Spreading my fuzzy cheeks apart he blew air kisses on my pink hole, shiver went up my spine as he held my legs. Then, the feeling of his tongue circling my hole, my eyes rolled back and I moaned. He licked faster and deeper and soon I felt a pressure in my rectum that was unusual until,

"SPLAT"

A shot full of sticky sap squirted into his mouth and I looked up embarrassed and shocked.

"Hector I'm really...."

"Fuck homered, it's sweet.!"

He buried his face back down wanting more and the stimulation of his tongue triggered another pressure in my rectum until I shot again. This time, it was spurt after spurt of clear liquid that soaked his face as he lapped up my juices. The eruptions were so strong it triggering my prostate and I began to move my ass up and down.

"I think it's time, I heard this what happens to men like you."

"Huh?" I thought to myself.

Whatever this feeling was it was getting stronger, my body sweating, my hole twitching and an aching need for his huge dark colored uncut cock with massive balls like a bull.

He held my legs up as he licked my bulging hamstrings and tear drop shaped quads.

"Caderas de parto!"

And with that, I felt the mushroom head of his fat cock push against my virgin hole.

"Umph" I groaned as I felt my cherry being popped. Strangely enough my holed welcomes his cock, slowly loosening as I felt him push his way through while my legs gently wrapped around his broad back.

"Oh fuck!" I yelled as I felt him nudge my prostate.

He rested his cock in me after breaching my second hole, I felt his lips on mine as he whispered words in Spanish, it didn't matter that I could not understand him. Soon I felt him drive into me, every strike making me yell as I felt my whole body tingle, this was primal, my body needed this and for the first time in years I felt good.

"Vas a tener a mi bebe"

He now pumped , his own muscular ass pumping in a rhythm getting deep into me. What was he saying though?

"Mi futura madre de mi hijo!"

I didn't speak Spanish, but somewhere between the pulsing of my prostate and his words it clicked.

"Hector, man are you trying to get me pre.....?"

He just kissed me deeply, any concerns I had fading away as I gave into the pleasure I was getting. I was fuck drunk, his words in Spanish lost in the sweat, deep plowing of my rectum and his pre-cum lubing me every inch of the way. I closed my eyes, that's when I saw it.

My body as it was now, muscular, beefy and firm. Then my belly slowly started to rise...

"Put it in me Hector, give me your seed."

Like a jack hammer he pounded me, his bull sized balls slapping against my now pink ass cheeks.

He gripped my hand holding it up to his.

"tan hermosa piel blanca"

"Fuck, I'm going to cum. "

His brown eyes looking into mine he roared as she shot his load deep inside me , my legs pulling him in deep, I felt my hole fill up quick as I struggled to keep his load in me. Collapsing on top of me we kissed, his dick lodged inside of me as I felt his seed travel deep into my bowels.

"Vas a ser una hermosa madre."

That was 7 months ago......you can imagine i was surprised when I started puking and having mood swings. My belly swelled up early and after a trip to the doctor, I found out I was having twins boys!

Two babies inside my tummy, I was scared at first to tell Hector, but when I did he just gave me the same smile he did at the gym.

"You knew I was a bearer didn't you? But how?"

"Intuition hombre"

We fuck every night to put the boys to sleep, slow and deep, I can't believe that I am going to get bigger still. My ass is huge, my thighs are so thick I can't wear anything but briefs. All in all, I don't hate anymore.... I just want to love the lives I'm nurturing inside my tummy, they need a mommy that can love and they'll have a daddy that will protect us both. I hope he wants more....

2019-Aug Post #1 (III) - Macpurc - In Memoriam

Julian McMahon in Nip/Tuck S1E3

Hey is everything ok with u mate? Have u abandoned this blog as u haven’t posted in a long while

I've been having a bad bout of depression and haven't had the inspiration to write. I'm very sorry.

I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket, I ignored it at first as I was almost done with my 4th set of preacher curls.

"6,7,8 ahhhhh!"

My body was pumped, I was sweating and horny as fuck from the pre-workout I drank earlier. The phone vibrated one more time

"Ahh shit, Jason" I thought.

I answered his face time call, there my guy was, stretched out on the beach, muscular, ripped and smiling.

"What's up my man?"

"Jaxton, it looks you're quite the stud."

Jason rubbed his furry flat abs and grinned. At 53 he'd been building his body like a temple. Just last night I has him ass up as I ate tight hole, his thick daddy cakes jiggling while I lapped up the new strange wetness oozing from his ass lips. It was tasty and only made me fuck him harder as I grabbed his salt and pepper hair while he screamed my name and told me he was all mine. I guess dating a 25 year old brought out all inner desires.

"Jaxton, look at me. You just made me the happiest man alive."

"What do you mean?"

"I felt queasy this morning, I took a pregnancy test, I'm pregnant.....I'm going to give you a baby, it's incredible."

I just stood there in shock, I'd heard rumors on social media of men getting pregnant, but I didn't think that shit was real. My heart raced as I gulped as I just stared into my phone.

"Look Jaxton, it's alright. I've always wanted a family and you're still young and we didn't plan this sooo...."

I looked in the gym mirror, beneath my tight low cut Lululemon gym shorts my 9 inch dick was rock hard. I was developing a rea alpha body, but still had a young looking boyish face.

"I'm going to be a dad, I'm going to be a dad, my monster cock created life..... I'm gonna be a father!"

My looks of shock, turned to a smile. Yeah I was still a kid in a lot of ways, but maybe being a child at heart would help raising one. I knew in my gut it was going to be a boy, my dad's side only ever had boys.

"Jaxton, I take it you're happy?"

"How could I not be happy? You're gonna have my boy, you're going to be my man wife and I'm going to look after us."

Jason looked shocked and then reassured. He figured I'd be like all the boys, dating him for his money. Nah, I liked his lifestyle and all, but it was him that I'd grown attached to. Young and old has fused to create new life

"I'm coming back to the beach house right now Jason. Get that ass ready for me, I want to be as close to my new family as possible, balls deep in you, stretching our your new cervix."

"Wow, okay"

I'm 6'3 man, my boy is gonna be big, so we gotta loosen up that pussy. When my mom was alive her belly was huge, I can't wait to see you waddling around.

Jason looked a bit nervous when I said that, but my classic bro smirk seemed to calm him down. I got in the mustang convertible and headed down pacific coast highway back to Malibu. I turned to look at the beach, the waves crashing over and over. In the distance I saw a man in a speedo, he was pretty hot as I drove closer. He was running with a young boy. They both went into the water and he grabbed the kid and picked him up, twirling him around.

"That's gonna be me." I said to myself.