Ganoguy Posted March 16, 2023 Author Share Posted March 16, 2023 Hey @bigbbny! Are using a browser or phone to check it? I usually write somewhere and then later paste here before posting. whenever I do so I need to change the text color from black to white so it’s visible with the site’s dark background color. Can you see no text at all or maybe you’re seeing something different? I’m fairly new here so maybe I’m doing something wrong as well Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Posted March 17, 2023 Share Posted March 17, 2023 On 3/16/2023 at 10:25 PM, Ganoguy said: Hey @bigbbny! Are using a browser or phone to check it? I usually write somewhere and then later paste here before posting. whenever I do so I need to change the text color from black to white so it’s visible with the site’s dark background color. Can you see no text at all or maybe you’re seeing something different? I’m fairly new here so maybe I’m doing something wrong as well deleted Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ganoguy Posted March 19, 2023 Author Share Posted March 19, 2023 Another short - but fresh - update. More coming shortly as I have the next parts already down and just putting in the finishing touches. Chapter 4 I was back at sea. The Black Sea. The darkness that surrounded me, the emptiness, the void, it all came rushing back. This time around I quickly recognized I was in a dream, but exactly like last time I wasn’t in control either. Feeling the chills down my spine and my hairs going up once again I tried “swimming” once more. I couldn’t tell if I was actually moving or not because there was no point of reference, no object or landmark in the horizon for me to orient myself. But I knew I had to find a way to wake up fast. Every minute I spent in that dream was bringing me closer to experiencing what happened the first time. And I could feel it creeping under my skin, that feeling, like it was slowly reaching out to me and engulfing me in fear. Then it started. I saw the horizon shaping up and the stars starting to light up all around me. There was one difference now though. I was closer to a planet, but it looked destroyed, like something blew it up to pieces. There was a gigantic crater in it, big enough that I could see it from the distance where I was in “space”. Debris floated all around it and the planet was devastated down to its core. Then from behind the huge cloud of floating debris I saw something starting to arise like it was ready to consume the planet. A gigantic wave of darkness slowly encapsulating it and for the first time I could hear something in that space. The echo of a million voices crying out, desperate, in pain, being consumed. They all seemed to come from that direction. I couldn’t understand the language they were speaking but one thing was for sure: they were soon going to vanish. I felt my body tense up and that primal feeling of fear started to grow inside me again. I once again tried to turn around and run, swim, move however possible away from that. It was just impossible. Inevitable. When I looked back everything was gone and there was just darkness, almost reaching me. That’s when I once again woke up. The alarm on my phone said 7:30am. It was Monday and I had to get to work. I don’t know at what time I fell unconscious last Sunday afternoon but I had been out for a long time. And now I was feeling perfectly fine, like all of that had just been a Power Nap. Plus I was in my bed wearing the same clothes as the night before. Maybe John somehow carried me over to bed? Well I was at least glad to be alive right now. After the horror show I had witnessed with the fish in the aquarium I was really unsure on even what to expect anymore. I had seen the weird glow around John so would he eventually do the same to me? I was really not interested in finding out, but John was my friend. How would he ever be able to hurt me? I got up and looked for him in the apartment but he was nowhere to be found and the aquarium was empty. He must have taken the rock somewhere with him. I texted him asking if everything was alright. There was this unreal series of things happening but at the same time everything around us seemed to be unchanged. Nothing out of the ordinary. And life moved on. I could either stay home and continue to freak out or go to work and look for John were he not to return home or reply to my messages. While overthinking all of that he actually replied. “I’m headed to work. Catch you later tonight” he had simply said. I raised an eyebrow but decided I was not gonna waste more time with this. I was gonna sit down with him and have a serious conversation about that thing. We didn’t even know what it was but it was clear John couldn’t keep it as a pet. Whatever it was. I got up, headed to the bathroom and started getting ready for my day. As I showered and felt the hot water running through my body I felt a very unfamiliar feeling. My body felt different, energized, but I just thought it was the effect of passing out for probably like 12+ hours. I didn’t feel like MY body. When soaping up I was under the impression that it felt tighter, like every muscle in my body was packed up tight. Like a gym pump. Except I didn’t work out and wouldn’t call myself a fitness junkie or similar. If anything I was pretty lazy and unfamiliar to exercising in general. It was a happy surprise after all but I couldn’t shake off the feeling that it had something to do with all of the weird stuff that had happened for the past weekend. Washing myself up made me chub up a little. I hadn’t properly given my dick any attention even after John had creamed his pants after humping and rubbing his body on mine on the weekend. I could feel the blood flowing all the way down to my dick and making it grow to its full 6.5 inches, which again, although not big was decent enough and had some girth to it so that it would always make it a tight fit wherever I needed it to go into I felt the familiar feeling of ecstasy as I moved my hand up and down my shaft and the pressure grew inside me. When all my muscles tensed up and my balls flexed I could feel the thrill of weeks worth of cum coming as I was almost climaxing. I closed my eyes and squeezed my dick really hard one last time and came. I opened my eyes to check out my cumshot believing it was gonna be one of my biggest yet just given how horny I was feeling. Each squirt hit the shower wall in front of me like a gun being unloaded. I was overjoyed with the feeling and quite surprised at how much I had blasted. When I was done and had dried myself up I took a look at myself in the mirror. I was half shocked and half excited with what I saw. All 1,75m of me were looking like I was actually a decent athlete. I wasn’t big or ripped or anything like that, but it definitely looked like I at least exercised regularly. I was slowly turning around in front of the mirror to check myself out, flexing my biceps to now see a small tiny softball going up or a faint line of abs forming on my torso. I was happy with the development I was seeing. I couldn’t figure out how and I also didn’t have time right now to make sense of anything. I quickly got dressed and went out. On my way to work I texted John again. “We HAVE to talk tonight. Please come straight home.” I was feeling super energetic for the rest of the day but I really needed to discuss everything with John. What the hell was happening to me? How come he wasn’t scared or freaked out at things? At some point between my tasks and meetings through the day I realized he had read my text but never replied. That was unusual of him as he would always get back to me when he saw a message. All the more reason for me to find this all incredibly bizarre. The day flew by so quickly that I didn’t even check the clock. I was still feeling incredibly energetic and before I left for the day and I had counted at least two people checking me out today, something I’m either not self conscious about or people not so obvious about it either. The first one was the girl at the front desk of our office building. She worked there for maybe two years now? I didn’t really know her name and would only give her the usual “good morning” or “have a nice day” and she would always greet me back without much else. Today though it was different. She had her eyes fixated on me when I walked in and was the first one to greet me when I passed by the turnstile to take the elevator. “I’m sorry to bother, but could you take this package up to your office? I believe it’s for you guys” she said while calling me and handing over a small package for the HR office in our company. When I took the package and thanked her she blinked at me and I kinda left without saying anything, surprised at the interaction. Well that was a first. The second one was the barista on the cafeteria located in the common area on the top floor. He was very slim, looked to be about the same height as me and had beautiful hazel eyes. His hair was short and he had a cute faded side cut. He looked very cute, but he might’ve been a tad too young for me as he seemed to be still attending college. Just like the front desk girl he had his eyes fixated on me since I stopped by to order. “Peter! One small cappuccino with extra cinnamon” he called out when handing out my drink. “Hope you enjoy it, we made it with extra cinnamon as my colleague informed me you never order one without it”. I was quite surprised, but very pleased by it. I caught him checking me up as I left. That was an instant boost to my ego as I haven’t had one quite like it in a while. When I was back on my workstation I realized he had left me his number written down on the cup. I guess this is what people say about confidence, right? It makes people instantly more attractive. And that’s how I felt today because honestly there was nothing different about my looks and my clothes didn’t show any of my recent body “improvements”. It HAD to be something about the way I was feeling today or walking. There had to be SOMETHING different about me. My phone vibrated in my pocket and I saw a text notification from John. Finally he had replied, only took him a full day. “Hey, I’m home. I’ve got something for us to try. Let me know when you’re coming” I tried texting him back cause I was not enjoying the suspense and I was more worried than excited, but I needed to make sure John was really fine. I grabbed all my stuff and went straight back home. 25 2 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Popular Post Ganoguy Posted March 20, 2023 Author Popular Post Share Posted March 20, 2023 Chapter 5 The commute back home couldn’t have been slower. Every time the subway closed its doors was like time had stopped. I was dying of anticipation. When I finally made it back home to our shared apartment I quickly made my way up to the fourth floor, turned the key and slowly entered not quite knowing what to expect. There were lots of grocery store bags on the table, on the counter, on the floor, everywhere. “Hey John, you there? What’s going on?” I asked looking around while trying to find him. “Hey, what took you so long?” He showed up from the bedroom feeling as energetic as ever. He was wearing a simple plain white shirt that hugged his body in all the right ways. It was just the right fit accentuating every one of his features. The only thing stopping him from looking perfect right now was the fact his thin fabric joggers weren’t gray. Or white. Or honestly any color that could enable me a better view of his goodies. To my disappointment they were black but also fit him perfectly enough and were made of a very soft cotton that shaped his legs really nicely. “Hey are you listening?” He asked again with the same goofy smile he always had on his face. Since when did I start paying so much attention to John? Yeah he was attractive, of course, but because I had known him for so long now and because I knew he wasn’t into guys I guess I never fantasized or had given it much attention. Well okay, I take that back, I HAD fantasized about him, but I just couldn’t see it happening. He just felt like a really good friend and our taste in many things matched. “Yeah, of course I’m listening. Sorry I tried coming back as quick as possible. What is all this?” “Oh just some experiments we’re doing. After our little friend over there ate all the fish I thought it’d be cool if we tried other things to see what it likes” “Little friend? What it likes? I’m sorry are we talking about the same carnivore goo that literally decimated all our fish in the tank?” I was honestly shocked John didn’t seem to be taking this seriously. He started opening one of the bags and there was all types of things you can imagine. Cookies, carrots, onions, beef, canned food, cat food, chicken breast, hell there was even a freaking live lobster. I had to try and make him see he was being irrational and we should probably torch that thing. Maybe I was being too radical, but at least getting rid of it would be better than whatever we were doing at this point. “Listen I don’t think this is a good idea” I said as I watched him tossing a cookie into the water. It sank slowly and touched the rock but nothing else happened. It fell sideways right besides the rock and onto the sandy floor. No reaction. Nothing. “Did you notice anything different about yourself lately?” I asked. “Hm.p, maybe feeling more energetic? Ok, well. Maybe cookies are not the key”. John was zigzagging through the topics while quizzically saying out loud, maybe talking to himself? To me? I didn’t know anymore. He was moving through the groceries trying to find something else. He eventually found some frozen fish and did the same thing. “Let’s try fish again, maybe it only likes things that go into the water?” He enthusiastically threw the fish in but again saw no reaction, nothing happening. As I watched him doing his little science experiment with his otherworldly guinea goo pig I realized it was useless to try and talk him out of it. Even I was starting to get curious at this point just for the sake of finding out what we were dealing with. I couldn’t shake off the terrifying sight of wild-animal-eating-John from my mind but there had been nothing else other than the weird space dreams that helped prove I hadn’t just dreamt or hallucinated that. As I cooked up thoughts and theories inside my head while staring at John’s beautiful arms moving up and down with all sorts of different groceries I caught myself mesmerized by his movements. I never realized how his biceps would curl the sleeves of his shirt just a little when he ever so slightly flexed when naturally moving around. I guess his latest workout routine must’ve been paying off more than I cared to notice. “YES, FINALLY!” he yelled and completely removed me from my trance. The rock was now once again standing 90 degrees inside the water. The slit in it ever so slowly expanding and letting out the goo again. This time the goo was multicolored. In all shades of colors from the fish it had previously “eaten”. John was bent over with his face almost glued to the glass watching it carefully. Needless to say the soft fabric made his ass look even more peachy and so incredibly bubbly in that position. Not that I was complaining about the view. This time though, instead of fish, John had put some smaller shrimp in the water. It was those very tiny shrimp and they were too fast for the goo. Of course it sparked the goo’s interest but the shrimp were just not interested in it and swimming away from the danger. John was fascinated by the interaction while I was obviously fascinated in something else much rounder and juicier just beautifuly standing there in front of me. My mind was invaded with thoughts of me just coming closer and closer until I was in position to rub my cock against his delicious butt, like he did to me on the last weekend. To play with his hole and thrust my way inside as he begged me for more. I could feel my cock involuntarily pulse in my pants and chub up a bit. Meanwhile something else very intriguing was going on inside the aquarium. The goo was vibrating, like it was unstable, then reshaping itself. You could see tiny little spines forming inside it while it still had its translucent color, then some flesh starting to form around it, scales taking shape and thickening, growing larger, it’s color becoming more opaque by the second. Soon it took the form of the fish from yesterday, except it was in that enhanced mutated form. Now it had the speed to compete with the shrimp and actually swim after them. Dinner was now served. It quickly snatched two of the tiny shrimp and I could see John almost crying with amazement from seeing it happen before his eyes. It’s like he was watching a fight, except he was cheering for them to murder each other. Whenever the “fish” caught its prey it didn’t eat them, though. It bit them, yes, but mostly to hold it in place. Then some of the scales in its body would liquefy into the goo state and make their way to the prey and engulf it. Then the mutant fish would let it go, now a bubble of goo, dissolving the prey inside it and turning it into more of itself, more goo. There were tiny little gooey sarcophagus, tombs made of the slime substance for the prey where they could not escape anymore all around the water. I counted at least 20 of them. The fish was now calmly swimming through them going back to the first one where it opened its mouth and swallowed it. When it was done with all of its dinner it once again looked bloated. The same thing that happened last night now happened again: the fish convulsed, it’s scales melting and reshaping, growing denser and gaining size, it was mutating again and starting to display some of the characteristics from the shrimp it had just absorbed. A little bit of the orange color, the long antennas and even a longer curled body. It forced itself back into the rock liquefying into its goo state and making it once again grow a tiny larger. It was now finally the size of a lemon. When the show was done the rock once again had the usual orange glow fade and sink again to the bottom of the tank. John got himself up again much to my disappointment, since I had half my attention turned to the events in the tank and half on his ass. I never saw him look so happy about something, it was like he was a kid opening his gifts on Christmas morning. “Dude I thought I were excited about it, but you are on another level” he said giggling. His eyes went down to my crotch then up again. “What? No! I… I… uhm”. Fuck I didn’t know what to say. I was instantly blushing. For some reason John thought I was aroused by the alien hunger games we just saw, but I couldn’t just straight up tell him I was fantasizing over his ass right then and there. I was about to put my hands in front of my crotch to hide it in embarrassment but John approached me in one swift step. He was standing (almost) eye to eye with me (if it weren’t for his slight height advantage) and very close. “It’s ok, don’t worry dude. I also get totally random boners sometimes” he said sarcastically. He was so close that I could free his sweetheart breath of fresh coffee from probably before I had arrived. “That was cool though, right? Imagine being able to subdue other beings like that. To be so strong you can simply dominate them at your will. Who wouldn’t want that?” He said in a low tone. I raised an eyebrow. What was he saying? It was difficult to form thoughts as I had other matters to attend. His body was so close to mine that I could feel his heat radiating from him once again. The familiar heat that was once glued to my back humping and rubbing itself against me. I was again lost in a trance and all my blood was being redirected downwards straight to my cock. My semi was no longer just a semi and it was now pumped full of blood, fully hard and throbbing. My mind almost went into overdrive when I felt it achieving its full size as it pulsated and made contact with something. I closed my eyes and could feel the bulge in my pants rubbing against John’s bulge. I was in full ecstasy, when I opened my eyes he had a devilish grin and was staring deep into my eyes. The thick tent in his pants was pressed hard against mine. Fuck, I was leaking precum and making a mess inside my own undies but the more I leaked the more the seemed to enjoy. He was obviously not wearing any underwear beneath his pants as I could feel all of it. And it looked so good. So heavy, so hard, and he looked like a shower. It was hard to tell from the black pants but it didn’t look much bigger than what I had seen when we were in the lake. Well at least that, I could say I was bigger than him despite being just average. We were locked in that moment for about two full minutes before he opened his lips to speak again “C’mon I have another idea” he said moving away. “Let’s see what happens when we put this thing against a much bigger guy” I looked down and saw the mess I had made of myself. My underwear was soaking wet from so much precum and I had a big wet spot in my pants. My heart was still racing and my breathing was fast. The veins in my arms were very visible like I had just gone through an exhausting workout. My brain wasn’t thinking clearly anymore and all fear and doubt inside me were gone. I had only one goal in mind and it was standing right in front of me: that was John. 29 2 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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Popular Post Ganoguy Posted March 22, 2023 Author Popular Post Share Posted March 22, 2023 This is a quick, but hopefully good, one! Chapter 6 “I really think this is a bad idea” I said still watching John go through the groceries. “It’s the BEST idea. You cannot possibly tell me you’re not curious.” Turns out he was really going to do it. An entire live lobster. Which was about twice the size of the rock. Given what it did to everything else my suspicion was that this was gonna be a piece of cake. John removed the elastic bands that were restraining the lobsters claws and slowly lowered it into the water. It sank to the bottom of the tank and quickly swam to a nearby small cave in the shape of a skull that John once left there cause he thought it looked cool for the fish. It served as a house of sorts for them but now it was just sitting there accumulating moss. Nothing was happening despite the lobster roaming around the aquarium and even touching the rock for a bit. Seems like it finally had found some competition or it was simply too big for the goo to want anything to do with it. It was difficult applying logic to that thing before we even knew what it was or how it behaved but despite the long minutes where we just sat there and watched. Of course my attention continued to be split between the tank and John whereas John could only keep his attention to the tank. From time to time he’d and just and squeeze his hard on and it’d almost send through the roof. I wanted him badly but he paid more attention to that thing than to me now. As he grew bored of nothing happening he decided to try something else. And that definitely felt like a MUCH worse idea. He removed the tank cover once again and lifted the glass that sealed it. He put his hand inside the water and used one small stick to poke the lobster. Then when it finally firmly grabbed the stick he dragged the lobster closer to the rock and it finally started reacting. It raised from the sandy floor 90 degrees and started glowing orange. “Yes, it worked! Looks like I was able to draw its attention! Now let’s watch the show!” John had his face turned to me as he was saying that and didn’t notice the now larger blob of goo leaving its ‘“shell” and approaching the lobster. Once it was finally out the Lobster immediately dropped the stick and started moving back into hiding. The multicolored goo on the other hand swiftly moved and attached itself to the stick, almost grabbing the lobster by a few milliseconds. It happened so quickly that John didn’t have time to react and before he could lift his hand from inside the water or drop the stick the goo had attached itself to John’s hand. If slowly started engulfing it first swallowing the fingers then slowly making its way to the palm of his hand almost making it seem like he was wearing a glove too tiny for his hands. The goo made more way until fully covering his hands up to his wrist and it finally looked like a plastic or rubber-ish glove, like those surgical ones that were very stretchy and very tight, but kind of translucent, kind multicolored. “Oh fuck, dude put it back in the water! Hurry!” I yelled in desperation. John, on the other hand continued to be amazed. He didn’t move but was analyzing his hands very slowly twisting and turning, opening and closing his fist. “This feels… quite amazing actually.” He even mentioned. “Dude, no! You don’t know what that is! Please remove it and put it back!” I said while using a piece of cloth to grab his hand and try to remove the glove. John was just staring at it , hypnotized, eyes wide. The goo was too slippery and didn’t make it possible for me to remove it. Every time I tried pulling it the goddamn thing just slipped my grip and reshaped itself back into his hand. Luckily it was still small enough so that it couldn’t grow past his wrist but I just couldn’t understand how he wasn’t worried or alarmed at the whole situation. “You don’t understand, this feels really good! It’s.. warm. And it doesn’t feel like I’m wearing a glove at all. I mean, it does feel like my hands are dipped into something gooey, but not in a bad way. Imagine yourself feeling cold. Then you dip yourself into a hot tub. That’s exactly the feeling, it’s so warming and relaxing.” I stopped trying to remove it from his wrist. If he wasn’t gonna listen or help me do it for his own good then I was gonna do it for him. I plunged my hand inside the aquarium and picked the rock myself. At the moment I touched the rock and removed it from the tank there was a deafening sound like a horrifying shriek. John immediately dropped to his knees like he was dying in pain and I used my hands to cover my ears. What the fuck was that. The goo on his hand was not looking so smooth anymore. It’s surface was uneven now, there were tiny spikes raising and lowering from it and it was receding from his wrist. “STOP!” he screamed at me. I looked at the rock in my hand and figured that must’ve been the key. Maybe that was its weak point. And I was gonna end that. John must’ve figured what I was thinking because the moment I tried to go to the counter to grab one of the utensils we used to crack nuts open he grabbed my ankle. I kind of felt sorry for him seeing him like that. He had a single tear coming down from his eye begging me not to do it. “Please don’t do that. You don’t understand it. Not like I do. I promise I can show you, too. Everything it showed me down in the lake”. He begged. That was enough to make me flinch. Show me? What it showed him down in the lake? What was he on about? How could that thing shown him anything in the mere seconds John had gone underwater to fetch it from the bottom of the lake. My hesitation and typical overthinking were enough to let John get up from the ground and slam me against the wall and grab the rock from my hand. He pinned me hard against the wall with my face turned right and my left cheek glued to the wall next to the counter. I could still almost reach the nutcracker but he grabbed my hand and twisted my arm behind my back fully locking me in place. He used his other hand, his “gooey” hand to pin my right hand above my head and I could feel his breath on my face. His whole body pressed hard against mine against the wall. His solid chest was panting and I could feel his every breath. He was still incredibly hard and it was actually impressive how his dick was exactly aligned between my butt cheeks. My brain was playing tricks on me and the more I tried leaving the harder he pressed. And the harder he pressed the less strength I had to resist. All I could feel was my body betraying me and my cock leaking more precum than I had ever done before. “John, please think about it, let’s talk it through” I tried still begging to him. Our roles were clearly reversed now. “Look, there’s obviously a lot we have to talk about. But I cannot let you do this. I promise I’ll explain everything, ok?” “No, you don’t even know what that is! And look what you’re doing to me, your friend, just two days after having found that!” I replied desperate. “Sorry, I didn’t realize I was using this much strength” he replied almost ashamed and loosened his grip a little bit. However as he did that he didn’t stop pressing his boner against me. If anything he was even slowly moving his hips to rub it against my ass. “You’re not just a friend, ok? But I need to do this and you won’t let me so I don’t think I have any other choice”. Wait. What? What does he mean by that?! As he finally let go of pinning me, half to my dismay and half to my relief, I quickly turned around to see he was holding the rock in one hand and poking the slit in it with the gooey hand. The goo quickly made it back inside the rock and in one swift move he swallowed it. I almost saw his throat moving in slow motion with the big blob moving down in his stomach’s direction. “WHY THE HELL DID YOU DO THAT!?” He simply shrugged. “I hope you can understand eventually.” I was floored. I lost count of how many times I felt lost and unsure what to expect next but this one took the cake. It didn’t even take him 30s to drop to his knees and start moaning in pain. His entire body was tensing up, all muscles flexing, the veins popping, like he was experiencing a full body muscle cramp. It looked excruciating. I quickly got to him and tried helping him up and to the couch but I just couldn’t move him. He started curling up in a ball while in such agony. Soon his bloated veins , almost the size of pencils all over his body, started displaying a different color. Instead of the blue-ish color you’d normally see them they were turning multi colored and with the same color pattern as the goo always had before it ate any of its prey and turned black to digest it. “Talk to me, how are you feeling? Say something goddamit! I’m calling the emergency!” In all of that mess I had no idea where my phone went to. I looked under the couch, in the counter, I was desperately looking for it everywhere. I needed to call an ambulance or I wasn’t gonna have a friend around anymore. I was making a mess out of everything and when I finally had found my phone I realized I could no longer hear John trashing in the floor behind me. I turned around to check how he was doing and he was actually standing up just looking down at his hands. He had both palms up and seemed amused by just the sight of his own body. After all of the kicking and wincing in pain on the floor he looked like he had gone through a good workout. His usual slim but fit body was looked a bit swollen and all his muscle had a decent pump to them. You could by his puffed chest making the hem of his shirt just barely expose his abs a bit and the slightly rolled up sleeves on the arms. He didn’t look much more different except for the colorful veins, but he also definitely didn’t look like someone who was convulsing a second ago. It was amazing how incredibly sexy he was even then. Ugh, I hate myself for thinking about that in such a moment like the one we were in. “John?” I tried calling his attention He raised his eyes to meet mine and all my “un-easiness” turned to panic really quickly. My lust for him vanished in a second and the chills went down my spine. He had those fucking scary white eyes. The same eyes I was absolutely terrified of from two nights ago in the cabin. That was it, this was gonna be my end. ‘Young man found dead. Roommate on the run as principal suspect’. A smile started creeping up on his face, a devilish grin, and he walked in my direction without a word. I started walking back until I hit the wall and had nowhere else to go. He continued walking menacingly until he was once again just mere centimeters before me. He put his hand right besides my face with one swift motion which made me think he was just gonna crush my skull right there. But instead his serious expression changed to the old John I knew. His eyes went back to normal and he had his usual goofy smile. We were staring at each other for a little while longer unsure what to do. He came closer, pressed his body against mine, our bulges once again rubbing against each other and once again starting to make me get harder and harder, feeling like two steel beams. I had gone through a pretty emotional roller coaster in just 48hrs but there was one last drop before the ride was over. He then planted his lips on mine fully taking me to cloud9. 33 3 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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