Hey Fellas, Quick Update

Hey fellas, quick update

I got an internship for the summer and I’m also job hunting, so that’s been eating up a lot of my time lately! Eagerly pushing forward with my career in punishing and creative writing. The end goal is a novel, so that’ll always be my priority.

However, I’m still enjoying writing stories like this, and hoping to get another story up by Sunday. I hope you look forward to it!

Vacation Part 2

Damn, that was a good Saturday. After spending pretty much all of Saturday with my uncle’s hairy hand on his thicc cock and spraying every inch of his room with cum, I was ready for a change of pace today. And goddamn! What a change it was. Had a damn nice breakfast. Dunno much about cooking aside from making something on the slow cooker, but my uncle’s body and some of his memories seemed to do the trick. Never made omelets that mouth-watering before. Way better than the fast-food I had the day before.

As I was eating, I noticed my hands constantly moving down to caress myself. Dunno if that was muscle memory doing it or my own subconscious thoughts, but I didn’t let it bother me. If anything, it was nice feeling the juicy muscle beneath the fat of my uncle’s body.

Once that was over, I looked over his phone and checked out his schedule. As usual, he had his whole Sunday planned out like the meticulous bastard he is. “Gym with the boys, eh?” I said with a grin. “Wonder how your friends will react to a brand new you?” Just thinking about getting down and dirty with one of my uncle’s buddies gave me a raging stiffie, and getting that under control took some effort.

Once 2 arrived, I was all set in a tight sleeveless shirt and the tiniest pair of shorts I had. It took all my willpower to control my cock pressed up against my shorts’ fabric (couldn’t resist freeballing it!) at all the glances I got. Any more and I might have lost it right then and there if not for a hand on my shoulder.

“Hey James, almost thought you weren’t gonna show up for a while!”

It wasn’t easy going through all of my uncle’s memories to figure out who this guy was, but eventually, I settled on his name: Ryota Ikusaba. They met some years ago at college and have been buddies ever since. Casual touches like these were common, but I curious to see if they meant anything more. Either way, I still had to play my role. “Hey, Ryo!” I said with a sheepish grin. “Sorry I’m late, got caught up with some stuff at home and emails and all that.”

“No problem! Just glad you’re here.” He glanced around before whispering, “Hugh’s been getting impatient like a spoiled brat. I suppose he doesn’t think I’m good enough company,” Ryota said with a shrug. Though it didn’t seem to bother him, I did kinda feel bad that my uncle’s friends weren’t getting along that well. “Well, either way, c’mon. Let’s get some reps in.”

It wasn’t long before I got to meet Hugh. Immediately he went over for a high five and started happily chatting away with me. “’sup, James! ‘bout time you showed up. The gym always feels emptier withoutcha here! Hey, didja hear that...” and so he kept going on and on. The way his eyes lit up was damn adorable though, so I didn’t mind letting his mouth run for far longer than it should. However, I noticed that while we spoke as a group, he only gave Ryota short and curt responses. Never longer than a few words. Ryota was the same way, but much more polite. Though the atmosphere remained peaceful, the whole situation still bugged me.

But I had to admit, an upside to this whole thing was how cute both of my uncle’s gym buddies were. At first, I thought I would have to go through the whole session reminding myself to “look, but don’t touch,” and just appreciate the sights, but that quickly went out the window. Both Ryota and Hugh were… affectionate. No, it was more than that. Whenever they thought I wasn’t looking, both of them would sneak glances at me or my ass while we worked out. Some of our touches, like when we traded places or even just high-fived and shit lingered like they were sad to no longer touch me. Not just that, but they were damn opportunistic, too! Ryota’s hands would occasionally caress my chest “accidentally,” and I’m certain Hugh slapped my ass once or twice! Not that I was complaining. The attention was definitely what I was craving this whole time.

Eventually, once we were tired and wired, I suggested going to the sauna at the gym. “Yknow, to relax before a nice, cool shower.” I didn’t miss the hungry looks that flashed in their eyes. After quickly regaining their composure, Hugh and Ryota amicably agreed.

At that point I just let it all hang. I didn’t bother hiding my erection as I sat between Hugh and Ryota. Hell, both of their gazes were glued to me, and I eagerly lapped it all up. “Man, feels good with just us guys, huh?” I said with a cocky grin as I spread my legs and let my manhood swell. “What, uh, what’s up with y’all? The two of you’re looking like you wanna eat me up,” I said, feigning ignorance with a small tilt of my head.

“I know ya didn’t drag us for no reason!” said Hugh, his face all flushed. “Y’know what we—I’m after.” God, he sounded so needy, ready for affection.

“Calm down, Hugh. You can watch as James and I finish what we came here to do,” said Ryota, pulling my right arm in for an embrace. “You can watch and tug it in the corner if you want.” He grinned mischievously and chuckled as Hugh grew more irritated.

“Hell no!” Hugh shouted as he grabbed my free arm. “You’ll pick me, right James?”

“You’re here for me, aren’t you?” said Ryota.

At this point, I was leaking a stream of pre. I’ve never had two guys argue for me before, let alone two dudes twice my real age! How had my uncle never got to town with either of these hunks? Well, it was time for me to make up for lost time. Shamelessly, I threw my towel to the ground and said, “Hey hey, there’s no reason to fight, you two. I like you both a whole lot,” I said while licking my lips. I made sure to give my perky ass a nice shake and to really flaunt my uncle’s body like a whore ready to get wrecked. “Besides, I got two holes, don’t I?”

After a bit more prodding and teasing, I found myself on my knees and ready to enjoy my vacation. “Y-You ever taken a cock, James?” Hugh asked me as he lined up his cock with this certainly-virgin hole.

“What a crude way to ask. Virgins, what can I say?” said a shrugging Ryota. “But, if you haven’t, I’m glad we’re your first...s, James.” He looked more amused than aroused about the whole situation, but his dick wasn’t lying. He was ready to throat-fuck me until I couldn’t breathe anymore. The small smirk he had on said it all.

“Well… here we go,” said Hugh.

“Get ready.”

In that sauna, I reached heaven. The passionate heavy moans were euphoric as Ryota slammed my throat with his dick while Hugh plowed me with inexperienced but passionate thrusts.

“Haa…! Ahh, ahhh! God, you’re tighter than any sex toy I’ve tried!” Hugh said between moans of lustful passion. “Too bad I can’t see your cute-ass face while I’m poundin’ ya.”

“Nnngh, I can,” chimed in Ryota, “and I have to say, it’s def a sight,” he said while caressing my cheek. “Seeing James with his mouth—damn! Haa…!—with his mouth plugged up with my cock is worth sharing him with you. Although...”

“The hell’s that supposed to mean you—umf!” Hugh’s words were cut off as Ryota leaned up and passionately kissed him on the lips. Though I couldn’t get a clear look, it was obvious once the sounds of moaning and lips meeting and parting echoed in the room. “Wh-What the fuck was that?” he said, aghast.

“Your lips taste nice,” said Ryota with a dreamy sigh. “And you’re so new to this world of sex it’s actually kinda cute.”

“Well, it’s my first time doin’ this with a guy. Well, guys. Kinda green to this whole thing.”

Ryota didn’t say anything, but the kissing continued they filled both of my holes once more. I ran my tongue down Ryota’s shaft and made him shiver.

“G-Goddamn, James, your ass’ suckin’ me in...” Hugh said as he thrust into me harder and harder, running his own hand up and down my dick. All the muscles in my uncle’s body tensed the ruthless penetration from both him and Ryota.

“That tongue, James...oh! Oh my—!” By now, Ryota could hardly speak. He stared up at the ceiling, almost drooling with his tongue hanging out. Soon, he grabbed the back of my head and really began to skullfuck me.

“F-Fuck, I’m gonna—I’m gonna!”

“H-Hold it, Hugh. I’m almost going to—ah, AAAHH—let it loose.”

Both of them tensed up and slammed into me as hard as they could. I almost lost consciousness but held on as they turned me into their cum dumpster.

“I’M CUMMING!” Hugh and Ryota yelled in unison as I began to see white. I moaned into my plugged-up mouth as I tasted Ryota’s salty semen and Hugh’s warm cum in both of my holes. It was like I was actually flying as I got that high. I was using my uncle’s body to please his horny friends like some kinda cheap slut, and I loved it.

But soon, I began to feel lightheaded. My vision, blurred, and I felt off. As Ryota and Hugh rode their orgasmic high, a strange sensation spread over my borrowed form. My uncle’s body; the weight, the sensation, the heat, and the pleasure; was being stripped away from me. Not just that, I was being ripped away from… myself? Like a rubber band being pulled from both ends; but there was no pain, just confusion, and fear.

“Wh-What the fuck?!” Hugh shouted.

“Something’s—AH—wrong here!” cried Ryota.

The two men began to shake and convulse in both pleasure and confusion as I began to sink into their bodies. Hugh pulled himself free from my unconscious uncle and fell to his knees, convulsing wildly. As soon as Ryota did the same, my uncle’s body fell ungracefully to the floor, white semen pooling out of both of his whole like he was some kinda used cum rag.

“Th-This feeling… it feels so damn good! Ahh… d-don’t stop, please,” Hugh begged as he began to tug at his cock. Despite the numbing sensation of a force invading and filling up every fiber of his being, he couldn’t resist the euphoria of being taken over by another spirit. He bent over, back arched in a downward dog position, as though trying to reach the most pleasurable angle for my spirit to slither into. “K-Keep HA going, ahh… ahhh!” It wasn’t long before I filled him up completely, and in that small second in which we were both conscious in his body, he came once more. “F-F-FUCK! AHHH!” The explosive sensation was enough to knock him out and let me see the world through Hugh’s eyes.

Meanwhile, Ryota fell back onto the ground, his legs flailing into the air as he clutched his cock. “HA! Aahh, ahh! It’s like I’m being fucked from the inside out!” Ryota continued, his hips buckling in the air as though he was trying to thrust into an invisible asshole. “I can’t—NNGH—I can’t stop moving my hips.” I slowly funneled into Ryota, filling into every one of his limbs like I was putting on a shirt. His cock began leaking once more as he enjoyed the sensation of being filled with my spirit, but his terror overrode his enjoyment. “N-No-NOOO. GET OUT, GET OUT OF ME—AAHHH! I’M FUCKING CUMMING!” The same thing followed, and soon I was seeing through Ryota’s eyes as well.

I was seeing myself, but not myself. I only one, but I was seeing through two. Gingerly, my two bodies rose from the ground and slowly sauntered over. With Ryota, I caressed Hugh’s cheek and with Hugh I grabbed onto Ryota’s pec. It was like I was looking through some messed-up kaleidoscope, but also feeling and smelling through it as well. At first, I was like some drunk trying to walk in a straight line, but I fell into a rhythm. It wasn’t much different than controlling your two arms to do two different things. But sometimes, it felt unnerving seeing Ryota raise an arm and Hugh mirror him with the exact same expression.

However, with each touch and each caress, I grew more and more fond—more bold. I was touching and being touched, and these sensations fed into each other in an intoxicating feedback loop. Soon I was kissing myself, enjoying Ryota’s smooth face and Hugh’s more manly beard with both of their tongues and chins. Before things could escalate, my uncle began to stir. “Ugh, my head…?” Rubbing his temple, he looked up at me and… me with shock clear on his face? “Hugh?! Ryota? Wh-What the hell is going on here? And… ugh, my ass…!” he said while rubbing his no doubt sore throat. I shared a look with myself before approaching my befuddled uncle with both lustful bodies.

Eight Cups a Day

Alan emerged from the water with a deep and relaxed sigh. The gentle ocean tide early in the morning always felt so nice on his aging body. Buying this brand new beach house after his retirement was the best decision he ever made.

Every day, he went out for an early swim and today was no exception. However, this time he did arrive at the beach a bit later due to staying up later than usual to watch the meteor shower last night. Thankfully, the beach was still decently empty at this time of the day, so he was perfectly at peace with nothing but the crashing waves for company.

However, as Alan made his way back to the shore to dry up, he felt something slip through his swimsuit. “Hmm?” There was a slimy sensation near his butt, and it nearly made him jump. Had some algae decided to hitch a ride with him? “What the—OH!” Now he jumped, as the slimy creature began sliding into his ass crack. “Oh, I-I-OH SHIT!” Alan dropped to his knees and began awkwardly convulsing as this strange, slimy sensation spread throughout his body. It felt cold and then warm, then some kind of alien mix of the two. “Wh-What on earth?!” he said as he collapsed onto the sand, smiling as a euphoric sensation spread throughout his body as the creature spread. He felt full; like someone was pounding full of nice cock. The more the creature spread, the more each one of his cells burst into fireworks of pleasure.

“F-FUCK!” Before Alan realized it, he was sporting a throbbing erection. He slid his swimsuit down to his knees and spread his legs, as if trying to fuck himself on the slimy invader. “Yes, yes, YES! AW FUCK!” He erupted into an explosive orgasm, spilling his seed all over the sand before collapsing into a convulsing mess of limbs. Then, as his body grew still, Alan slowly stood up. “Mmm...I see,” he said in a low, uncharacteristic tone.

Pulling his swimsuit back on, Alan made his way over to the ocean. “Come, my brothers,” he said as the waves crashed over him, “let us enjoy this new planet.”

xxx

“I gotta say, hot stud, didn’t expect for ya to get so excited to come over,” said Forde with a smile. He had gotten a quick match to help fix how horny he’s been getting for a while now. The guy actually came within like 20 minutes of the match! Seemed he was excited as soon as he learned Forde had a pool. “And, underwater sex? Sure as hell didn’t expect that. But I’m willing to try new things!”

“Always been a fan of the water,” said Alan, grinning back. “It’s like I was meant to be in it, or something. So, shall we get started?”

A mere ten minutes later, Alan held down a struggling Forde underwater as one of his slimy brethren invaded his body. With the pool acting as a catalyst in these invasions, the two would continue taking over hosts and flourish in this new rock.

FEStival Fiasco

Prologue

Jonathan Matthews snapped a quick picture in his bathroom figure, making sure to inspect every last inch of himself. Even after all his years in his rather sedimentary lifestyle as an office worker for an insurance company, he managed to remain rather toned and fit for his age. However, the one thing time took away from him was his curly and unruly hair. Gone were the days of him just splashing water on it and letting it style itself.

“Maybe baldness is in this year,” Jon muttered to himself as he ran a few fingers across his plain dome. With the Culture Fest coming up the following morning, he wanted to look his best for the cute college girls and their mothers that would stop by the stalls and attractions. “This is your year, Jon,” he said, punctuating each word with a poke at his reflection. “No lonely Saturday night for this strapping bachelor!”

Jon was so focused on this bold and bald speech that he failed to notice the insect-like creature hanging on the ceiling just above him. Only when the creature made its move did Jon become aware of his fate. Before he could even let out a scream, the creature dropped on his face and immediately crawled towards Jon’s wide-open mouth. “MMF! MMMM!” All Jon could do was let out muffled cries as the creature suddenly filled his mouth and then sliding down his throat.

Jon fell on his back, his body convulsing as he felt a foreign invader make its way through his body and into his head. He arched his back, letting out a long and agonized moan, before falling flat on the ground, eyes closed. After a spasm or two, Jon finally opened his eyes, glancing around the room as if to take in all the sights. Slowly, he got back on his feet but nearly lost his balance a few times. It was as if he was learning—or relearning—how to walk on only two legs.

Clearing his throat, Jon said, “Okay, class. I hope that demonstration was good enough for a warm-up.” At his words, half a dozen other creatures, looking to be of the same species but smaller and of different coloration, crawled out of cover and blind spots throughout the bathroom. Some even crawled on his body, as if to appreciate Jon’s body now under the control of another being.

“Hehe, you younglings feel nice in a body such as this,” the creature inside of Jon said with a small, vain flex. It took the creature a few moments before snapping back to attention. “N-Never mind that! You all understand the rules, I hope? During this human festival, you will be tested in all the various traits that our societies’ greatest soldiers, Dreadfighters, must embody: stealth, infiltration, fearlessness, and versatility. And though you do not need to be the leader of the pack to pass your exam, the highest-scoring member of our class will earn an invitation to our Emperor’s coronation. This is your best way to earn our liege's graces and truly stand out as a potential soldier for our species. Are you ready?”

The class all chirped and clicked to show their understanding. “Well, get to it!” The creature barked. “The pipes, the windows, the various entrances that have been scouted out—use them all to their advantage. Go, cadets, and good luck. And, Zathina? I’m expecting great things from you.” Though there was no response, Jon’s body smirked as the star pupil was clear in the lead as the class set off.

However, one of the creatures was already scheming ways for his talents to shine. Get ready, Zathina, the being named Centaurus thought to himself. This is the day you’re dethroned.

Thank you all for 200+ followers! I’m so happy all the support I’ve been getting recently. It’s really helped to push me forward with all of these stories I’ve been writing

To celebrate, I want to do an Ask Me Anything until Sunday. As I said before, anonymous messages are turned on. Lemme know what you think and maybe just some general questions and ideas you wanna share.

again, thanks SO much for all the support and I’m super excited to continue writing.

Vacation Part 1

My uncle, a man by the name of James Sunderville, was unfairly attractive. Throughout my developmental years, I felt extreme frustration by the way he would naturally strut around the house in the barest clothing that would allow him to be called “decent.” In a way, I had to thank him, as it was due to his cockteasing ways that I eventually began to understand and accept that part of myself... but I still felt somewhat owed for all those uncomfortable years, uncle! Just kidding.

Even so, as I entered university, I still didn’t develop very many muscles or hair. I struggled to even grow a beard sometimes. I was no sticc, but I certainly wasn’t thicc. My uncle, on the other hand, looked like a great body to hop into for a vacation. I wasn’t tired of being myself, but I felt like a break was long overdue. Luckily, it was a long weekend for both of us, and I intended to use every single minute of it.

My uncle lived just a few blocks away from the apartment I rented with my roommates. A few white lies here and there about me going on a trip, not that it was entirely inaccurate, and I was set for the whole three days. I woke up early, extremely so, and began my meditation. Shutting my eyes, I allowed my body to become one with the energies of the world, submerging into the forces that ebb and flow throughout our universe. It was as though I was swimming through a serene ocean of milk that made up the galaxy.

In just a few minutes, I had arrived at my uncle’s place. As soon as I found him, I nearly gasped. Did he seriously sleep with that little on every day? He really likes to flaunting his ass for the whole world, huh? Well, now it was my turn!

Slowly and deliberately, I pushed my phantom limbs into his body. The effects were immediate. My uncle’s legs gently kicked into the air as he let out a soft, kinky, little moan that only served to egg me on with the whole thing. Grinning madly, my lust pushing towards the edge, I quickly forced more and more of my soul into his body. As I pushed in, I saw his nipples began to harden. His moans became louder and more frequent. Not just that, but his hands and knuckles clutched at the sheets that lied sprawled all around him. As the last of myself slipped into his beefy frame, my uncle finally woke up and let out a mix between a cry of horror and a gasp of ecstasy as he sat up.

“WHAT IN THE WORLD—?!” was all he managed to say before falling on the ground. Our war for his body began. He struggled on the bed, almost convulsing, as I felt my soul melt into his physical form. He had even begun to drool a little. The sensations were electrifying. “Ah...ahh god! Oh my fucking—ARRRGHH!” My uncle kept screaming and convulsing as he was completely inexperienced in matters of the soul like this. Despite how much he struggled to kick the foreign spirit inside of him, he simply couldn’t. However, that was fine with me.

The sheer feeling of taking him over was euphoric. I felt his husky body fall under my control. I curled his legs and stretched his arms as I allowed his beefy frame to engulf me whole. My uncle let out one small, weak groan of defiance before falling unconscious, his body still convulsing as it welcomed me in.

I slowly opened my eyes and ran my hands all over my hairy chest. “It fucking worked,” I said. I swung my strong legs to the side, enjoying the way his older limbs moved with such vigor, to check myself out on his mirror. As soon as I got up, I felt my new cock struggle in the confines of his tighty-whities.

Well, looks our vacation is off on the right foot, huh, uncle?” I said to myself.