The Symbiont
“Man, stop man. What are you doing,” Zack sc..
🕑 Added 2021-07-20 01:06:04 +0000 UTC
The Symbiont
“Man, stop man. What are you doing,” Zack screamed as his best friend pushed him face down on the couch and started to pull at his pants. Zach struggled but he was too high from the beer and pot and was surprised how strong Lewis was. Lewis was always muscular but he looked bigger and stronger than he ever was. Ever since Lewis got that weird tattoo around his neck, he had been acting differently. Lewis got more muscular and shredded in a matter of weeks. People in his circle of friends started to spectate if he was on steroids. There were also rumors, Lewis been cruising public bathrooms and gay clubs. Lewis was one of the straightness guys Zach knew, and didn’t believe the rumors. They were chilling on Lewis’s couch drinking beers, when Lewis suddenly jumped him. Zach was too high and Lewis, too strong for him to fight off.
Lewis ripped Zach’s underwear off and pinned the muscular construction face down, Lewis whispered into Zach’s ear, “I’m so sorry buddy but it's making me do this.”
With that Lewis pushed hard into Zach’s straight, virgin hole. Zach screamed in pain as he was penetrated for the first time. Lewis grunted as he began to push in and out of his former friend’s tight ass. Tears ran down Zach’s face. He was sobbing as he pleaded with his friend to stop.
“Please, stop. Stop, please,” Zach’s tough masculine voice pleaded.
Zach was unable to see behind him. As Lewis fucked his friend hard, the tattoo around his neck began to move, an eye on Lewis’s thick neck opened and blinked. Lewis hated what he was doing to Zach but he couldn’t stop himself. He just fuck harder and harder, slamming his huge cock up his friend’s muscular ass. Lewis closed his eyes in disgust as he started to cum deep inside Zach. Zach laid face down continuing sobbing as Lewis finally pulled out of his ruined hole. Even though Lewis had pulled out of him, Zach felt a surge through his body. His body was boiling as the symbiont's offspring traveled through Zach. Every nerve ending felt like they were on fire and at the same time he was feeling intense pleasure. Eventually everything went black, as Zach passed out on the couch. The symbiont’s offspring slowly surfaced on Zach ‘s tan, tight skin and transformed into a tattoo much like Lewis’s around his thick neck. Lewis sat on the corner of the couch, his bare knees pulled up to his huge pecs.
“You did well, my host,” the voice in Lewis’s head spoke to him. “Your friend Zach is the perfect host for my offspring. His sexy body will entrance many men to fuck him, just like you, and feed his symbiont the testosterone it need to grow and reproduce.”
To be continued
