Two-headed - Tumblr Posts
Hi I heard you were taking requests and I was hoping to throw one in. I just broke up with my boyfriend recently because I met his OTHER boyfriend, so it would actually cheer me up to get a good revenge story on a cheater. Please and thank you! Love your work, btw!
A/N: Real quick, I am so sorry to hear about that! I’ve been cheated on, a’plenty. It sucks, so let’s mess with some asshole.
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Lonnie opened up the apartment door, smiling coyly as his boyfriend’s best friend, Bruce, sauntered inside. “Hey there,” he grinned as the toned jock entered the apartment.
The two of them had been hooking up for months now behind Darren’s back. It had started out as a drunken mistake at first, but then it became a second time, then a third, and now they were full on fuck buddies. Lonnie never told Darren that he was fucking his best friend behind his back, mainly because he liked dating the nice guy who was always quick to keep the apartment clean and to buy him something that he’d think he’d like. It was the best of both worlds, in Lonnie’s head: He got to have a doting boyfriend while he got to fuck the brains out of the university’s captain of the soccer team.
“How long do we have?” Bruce asked, already yanking his polo off to expose his toned chest with his chiseled abs.
“He has pharmacology class today,” Lonnie answered, hungrily running his eyes up and down the other guy’s physique, “so we should have three hours.”
Not wasting anymore time, the two studs embraced and began to feel up the other’s toned muscles. Bruce yanked Lonnie’s shirt off and tongued his perky nipples, enjoying how he made his best friend’s boyfriend moan loudly, turning him into putty with one touch. Lonnie’s strong hands slipped into the back of Bruce’s skinny jeans, kneading the stud’s bubblebutt, growing hard himself as he began to look forward to fucking it raw.
His eight inches rock hard, Lonnie playfully shoved the jock back onto the sofa, pouncing. He lusted after Bruce’s abs (something Darren didn’t have), licking at the muscled ridges as he traveled up the jock’s toned chest.
Bruce let out a low moan as the other hunk bit down on his nipple, his head rolling back as his body was taken over with pleasure. His six inches was painfully hard, being confined in his jeans and he struggled to undo the button in his sexual haze.
Lonnie worked his way to Bruce’s mouth, the two of them heatedly making out as they ground their toned bodies together, their pecs and abs jostling against the other’s. The sweat on their chests was already thick, making their skin stick a little bit.
The movements of their chests rubbing up against each other’s started to slow down, the stickiness of their sweat starting to grow in intensity.
“Wait,” Bruce moaned, placing his hands on Lonnie’s shoulders. “Turn on the A/C or something.”
Lonnie shook his head. “Don’t got one,” he panted, feeling like whenever he’d sit down in his car’s leather seats during the summer, his skin feeling like it was getting glued to the other stud. It was feeling a little uncomfortable. “Let me open up the window.”
The hunk tried to push himself off of the couch, but he felt weighed down, like Bruce was holding onto him. He glanced down, his jaw dropping when he stared at their chests.
“What the fuck?!” Lonnie panicked as he stared down at the way his pale and Bruce’s tan skin had seemingly rushed together. With shaking hands, he poked at the fusion sight, his heart dropping when he felt no seam at all. The two of them had somehow become attached, their different skin tones evening out where they met.
Bruce was stunned silent, unable to say a word as he stared down in horror at the way his abs had been completely engulfed by his fuck buddy’s. Fear spiking through him, he tried to shove Lonnie away from him. “Dude, get off me!” he shouted, whimpering when he felt his own body being jerked around from the motion.
“Wh-what’s happening?” Lonnie cried when the stickiness increased, and a force seemingly yanked him in closer to Bruce’s body. Panic immediately began to take a backseat to the immense pleasure he felt as his body slowly merged with Bruce’s.
Both studs couldn’t hold back the moans of pure ecstasy as their muscles combined, feeling as if they were having the deepest penetrating fuck of their lives. Their chest finished molding, each one having one of their arms merged completely. Their asses were next, their new combined one being a little firmer and rounder as both of their muscles seemed to pile on top of each other instead of being diminished. Even Lonnie and Bruce’s cocks merged together, their previously sizes adding up to create a long fourteen inch monster that was as thick as a beer can. Each former respective part of their bodies retained its normal hue, yet the middle mixed together to create a seamless blend of the two young men. The only attributes left untouched were the stunned jocks’ heads, which now sat side by side atop broadened shoulders.
“Unnghh!” both of them grunted in tandem as their shared cock jerked and unleashed a large amount of cum that squirted up high into the air, only to fall back on their shared chest.
Once the orgasmic bliss started to fade, the altered studs began to panic again, each one using the arm that he controlled to feel around their combined body in disbelief. No matter where they touched, both of them experienced the sensation, especially in their larger, shared cock, which appeared to have double the sensitive nerve endings now.
“What the fuck happened to us?” Bruce panicked as he tried with all of his might to stand up to get a better view of his new body in the mirror. The conjoined studs struggled to move, each unable to figure out a rhythm to get the leg that one of them maneuvered to move along with the other’s.
“W-we have to get help!” Lonnie freaked out, having no idea how on earth he was going to explain to a doctor that he now shared a body with his fuck buddy. He turned his head to look at Bruce’s, which felt way too close for comfort as their noses brushed up against the other’s due to the proximity. Even when looking out forward, their cheeks would occasionally brush up against each other, taunting them about their new closeness.
The door unlocked and Darren walked inside the apartment, his eyes widening at the two-headed stud that stood before him.
“Babe!” Lonnie cried out, struggling to rush over to his boyfriend, but he nearly stumbled as Bruce couldn’t keep up with his frantic movements. “You gotta help us! I don’t know what happened!”
Darren’s eyes narrowed behind his glasses as a knowing smile formed on his lips. “Yeah,” he mumbled. “How could this have happened, unless the two of you were here together alone in our apartment? Curious…”
Bruce paled and he opened his mouth to spout something about how he and Darren had been best friends for years, but the smaller man held his hand up.
“You two are incredibly stupid,” Darren scoffed, “I’ve known for quite some time. And all these revenge scenarios ran through my mind, but in the end, I decided to be nice. I mean, obviously the two of you wanted to be closer.”
Lonnie’s jaw dropped while Bruce ran a nervous hand through his own hair.
“B-but, you can’t leave us like this!” he whined, stomping the foot that he controlled.
Darren shrugged. “Apparently, I can,” he smirked as he walked past them, heading to the bedroom. “I’m just here to grab my things. You two have fun. Just pretend I’m not here… again.”
Lonnie and Bruce wobbled down the hall with their lengthened cock dangling wildly with every movement, desperately pleading with the other guy to return them to their own separate bodies. The thought of having to go through life sharing a body was tortuous— always being reminded of how they’d snuck around together.
Now they were closer than ever.
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