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studsandmore00 · 3 days

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“Emoc athero dekratis!” Janus said, finishing the third stanza of the spell. His hands glowed as he placed them in his abs. Warmth spread through his body.

Janus felt his phone vibrate in his pocket as the warm feeling subsided. “Yo, dude? Where the fuck are you?” Aaron’s voice said. Janus could hear the club music pounding in the background. “The club is fucking nuts. Get over here.”

Janus tapped Aaron on the shoulder as he got to the club. “Yo dude! You finally made it!” He shouted over the pounding music.

“Yeah! I’m here! What’re you drinking?” Janus shouted back.

“Beer! Go get one and hurry the fuck up. There’s someone I need to introduce you too!”

Janus grabbed his drink from the bar and headed back over to Aaron. Other than the guy in the middle, Aaron was the only guy at the table.

Janus was struck by the presence of the other man at the table. Even in the dark lighting of the club he could see the man’s olive skin and the outline of a body that had spent a lot of time at the gym.

“Hey! This is my friend Janus.” He shouted to the table. “Strange name but cool guy.”

The man in the middle perked up. “As in the two faced Roman god?” He said.

“Yeah, my parents both have Phds in classical mythology.” Janus shrugged. “You’re the first person to get it, by the way.”

The man shrugged. “I get it. My parents named me Apollo. At least yours had an excuse. Mine just liked the name.”

Janus and Apollo talked the rest of the night at the bar while Aaron and the group of women danced like horny chimps.

“Last call guys. Want anything?” The bartender said. Janus looked at his watch and was surprised to see that it was already 3am.

“Nah, I’m good.” Janus said. Apollo nodded as well, indicating he was finished. “Hey where’s Aaron and those girls you were with?” Janus asked as he looked around the club and couldn’t find his friend.

“Oh they left like 2 hours ago.” Apollo said. “I think you were in the bathroom.”

“Ah ok.” Janus said. This wasn’t the first time that Aaron had ditched him at the bar for a girl or two. “I guess it’s time I head home too.” Janus said. He still needed to finish the last part of the spell he’d begun earlier.

“Oh come on. We’re having so much fun.” Apollo said. “You don’t want to go yet. Let’s head back to my place and have another drink.”

Janus felt a wave of influence come over him and before he could turn his new friend down, he found himself in a spacious penthouse apartment.

“Damn dude! How the fuck do you afford this?” Janus gasped.

“Family money.” Apollo said. “What do you want to drink?” Apollo walked over to a bar on the far wall. He started pulling glass bottles off the wall and mixing them together into a drink.”

“You got beer?” Janus asked.

“No.” He said. “Drink this.” Apollo said, turning around with a nondescript brown drink in his hand. “It tastes better than it looks.” He said with a shrug. Janus took a sip of the drink and smiled. It tasted like summer fruits. “So how long have you been practicing magic?” Apollo asked

I nearly spat out my drink. “What?”

“You have the smell of it about you. But here’s the thing about magic…” Apollo said as he stepped closer to Janus. “There’s always a consequence if you don’t complete the spell.” Apollo snapped his fingers and Janus found himself naked on a bed.

Apollo stood across from Janus, equally naked. Janus’ eyes traced the lines of Apollo’s body, admiring the 6 pack of abs. Janus had never considered sleeping with a man before but seeing Apollo in all his glory made his dick hard and his hole wet.

What the fuck is happening to me. Janus thought.

“That would be the consequences of not completing the spell.” Apollo said, stepping closer to Janus. Apollo’s massive dick was rock hard. He lifted Janus’ legs and slid into him.

Janus’ body exploded with pleasure as it took inch after inch of Apollo’s manhood. Janus moaned as the world went white.

“Worship me.” Apollo said as he grabbed Janus’ face and forced the man to look at him. Apollo sat back and flexed.

“You’re amazing.” Janus said as he touched Apollo’s ripped body. “I’ve never met a man like you.” Pleasure continued to flow through his body with each thrust.

“Pray to me.” Apollo said as he picked up speed. “Beg me for pleasure.”

“Apollo, please fuck me harder. I need you inside me.” Janus begged. He’d barely registered the words as he said them. Apollo’s dick seemed to grow longer and thicker inside Janus. Janus gasped as his eyes rolled back in his head.

“Beg me for a child.” Apollo said as he leaned over and looked deep into Janus’ eyes.

“Oh god, breed me. Give me your child.” Janus begged as he grabbed Apollo. “Please, I need your child inside me now.” He said. Apollo exploded inside Janus as he arched his back in pleasure. The warmth of Apollo’s seed filled his body. Janus looked at Apollo as both of them panted.

“Been a long time since I had a child.” Apollo said. “I hope you’re ready.”

Janus laughed. “Well we’ll see…” Janus stopped mid sentence and looked down. His body was already starting to bloat.

“Don’t worry. Demigods are usually born a few months after conception.” Apollo said as he got up from the bed.

Janus rubbed his belly and felt the life growing inside it.

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donnidarko-world · 5 months

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lhssboyfi · 2 months

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ㅤㅤ You are everything, 𝗺𝘆 everything.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤLee Heeseung x M!reader.

Summary: You and Heeseung have been best friends for a while now. However, this time the two of you were in his room while you consoled him about his recent breakup.

Warning: , cheating, secret curses , fluff(?).

Note: After a long time I got inspiration, I will try to be more active. It won't be such a nice chapter, keep that in mind.

"Heeseung? What's wr-" Your words were cut off instantly since the raven man opened the door to his room and as he hugged you with great force, he would close it with his foot. Your hands began to caress his back after having felt a big heavy sigh on your neck, Heeseung had been crying for more than two hours and you needed to know the reason for the problem. As soon as he pulled away, you found your way to his bed to sit down and take a wider view of him pacing around the center of his room.

"I'm an idiot, M/N. I should have listened to you." He exclaimed in a dull tone unsure of what to say.

"Did she do something to you? Did you guys argue again?" You sat up straight on the bed and now your eyes can't stop looking at him.

The next scene was that boy throwing his phone next to you, you managed to see that his gallery was open and there were a couple of screenshots that he himself sent you to read. Your eyes would now begin to let out a couple of tears after reading several messages where you could clearly see his girlfriend being unfaithful, you did not hesitate to turn off the phone and direct your body towards the brunette, seeking to at least give him a hug.

"I loved her, M/N, I loved her more than anything else. Why doesn't she love me the same way? Did I do something wrong?" He said after avoiding your interaction and lying part of his body on the bed.

"Heeseung, you didn't do anything wrong, you should understand that she is the one who is wrong. She is letting go of the best person in the world, you are so attentive and so cute when you fall in love..." You quickly ran your hand over your cheek as you felt a tear run down it. You sat down gently next to the beautiful boy with doe eyes and left one of your hands on his leg, patting it once in a while.

"You must understand that if you already know this, the best thing you should do is break u-..." Your lips were silenced by a dry kiss that the taller one gave you, your eyes were completely open after feeling that taste of beer that was all over his lips. You couldn't believe this was really happening so you decided to push him away but your struggle was in vain after the boy wrapped both hands around your body. You had liked him for a long time, you could say since you confessed to him that you were openly gay and he did nothing but hug you and tell you that it didn't matter, after all you would still be his friend, his best friend.

You closed your eyes as you let yourself be carried away by the kiss after a few minutes where he continued moving his lips against yours; You responded to his kiss after placing both hands on the sides of his cheeks, caressing and squeezing them a little. He would begin to put his hands under your sweater and caress your exposed skin with his cold hands. This action would make you frown slightly. frown, you didn't give it any importance after a few seconds.

After a few seconds the boy would leave a wet trail that started from your lips and ended on your neck.

"I love you, Wony, I can be better... I can do my best."

What? Wony? Did he really say that? Your heart broke in two when you realized that you were only being used by him, you were being his way of release. You pushed his body as far as you could and ran out of his room with tears running down your cheeks and down your neck, the only thing you could hear between your sea of thoughts and curses was his mother asking you why you were leaving so suddenly and so much. More like that, crying.

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the-mr-lolipop-things · 11 months

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Pure madness

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ccuunnttbbooyyss · 6 months

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The Resort (Part 1)

THIS IS AN URGENT ANNOUNCEMENT TO ALL THOSE IN THE [REDACTED] & [REDACTED] AREAS

Hello,

It has come to our attention that an unfortunate accident at one of our chemical treatment plans has occurred on the [REDACTED]st of [REDACTED] 2023, resulting in the contamination of the water supply in the above mentioned areas for a period of approximately 3 hours and 10 minutes.

A statement has been issued to water providers by The Company™️ and a number of anti-transformative chemicals have been released to counteract the imbalance.

However, the damage has been done and we wish to report on it as such.

As you may know, some of the affected water infiltrated the [REDACTED] Beach Resort where it unwittingly transformed multiple male patrons into what is colloquially referred to as "Cuntboys". IE- Men with a fully functional vagina, uterus, ovaries, etc. Others not as diligently exposed to the chemicals did not experience full "Cuntboy-ification" as it has been deemed.

This transformation is reported to have first occurred with a sudden and dramatic increase in the size of the lower extremities, glutes, lower back muscles and an initial reduction in penis and testicle size.

This reportedly occurred throughout the premises, including the pool's filtration system, the resort's water system (showers, baths, commercial water taps), and available on-tap drinking water.

The following changes consisted of what we are dubbing a "hyper-fertile cycle" where the excess chemical exposure was processed into a mixture of testosterone, dopamine and oxytocin. This resulted in a dramatically increased libido.

Fortunately the spread of the affected was contained within the resort and secondary exposure (either through sexual fluids or otherwise) was rendered ineffectual as the transformative chemicals were able to penetrate the skin barrier in less than 0.2 microseconds). This resulted in numerous impregnations or otherwise sexual encounters in and around the location, of which have been documented.

We encourage all those affected either through direct exposure or through coupling and secondary exposure to report to one of our branches to undergo a full physical exam and analysis.

We also encourage all currently, or presumed to be, pregnant to not terminate the pregnancy as we wish to ascertain valuable research data on the growth of the foetus within this timeframe.

We hope to reveal more information to the public as it becomes known.

Regards,

The Company.

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You smirk as the commercial comes to an end, the broadcaster for the local news station thanking The Company for their transparency regarding the situation and continuing with more news on the recent baby boom caused through the accident.

You couldn't pay attention for long though, not as the hot little cuntboy you picked up from the resort was busy swallowing every inch of your enhanced cock down his throat.

You fisted his hair, shoving him down to push his nose in your pubes, loving how his throat spasmed around your dick and the gurgling sound that came out of his tight throat.

"You hear that baby, they wanna give you a checkup."

A soft whimper comes out as the only response. He looks up at you, tear-filled baby blues staring into yours. He's been working your cock for hours, thoroughly content with kneeling between your spread thighs and swallowing every enhanced load you can give.

"Yeah I know you're pregnant. They just wanna make sure you can give me a while lot more."

A more pleased sound comes out as he resumes his enthusiastic sucking. You're sure that's his fifth load in as many hours.

You sigh as the hot cum shoots up your rock hard dick. You might as well put off that appointment till tomorrow...

Story in collaboration with @maleagetransformation , Part 2 over on his account!

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hornyaquarius · 8 months

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halcyonhomie · 3 days

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He was my brother’s friend. Mike was his name. My relationship with my brother hasn’t always been perfect, but we get along now that we’re grown. He met Mike at the peak of when things were bad between Dalton and I, so he got a front row seat to the fiery teenage anger. But ever since I came back to town and moved into Dalton’s basement, things have been really great. Mike is a sweet and goofy sports guy. He’s tall, lanky, and when he’s drunk he gets very handsy. It was really fun getting to meet the adult version of Mike. Here and there Mike was helping me out when it came to moving furniture or helping me grab the last of my things from my last place. I’d pay him in beer and we’d get to talking and we got on really well. The night of a Patriots game and he was staring at my mouth and I eventually asked him if I had something in my teeth and Mike just paused for a second before saying. “Nah, you’re good mate” His buzz had kicked in and he was smirking that goofy smirk of his. Mike wasn’t my type…but he was also totally my type? He was friendly, fun, and chill, which made him my type. But, he was my brother’s friend and I had to ignore those thoughts and the looks he was giving me. After the game had ended and the team he wanted had won, he was full of this renewed confidence and cockiness. He was telling this story about a girl he was seeing and went into locker room talk. Talking about how her tits bounced, or how her ass clapped around his ‘hog’ as he called it. He was standing in front of me in the kitchen and was knocking back his beer as he told his story. I noticed he was looking at my mouth again and the beer was influencing my decisions, so I thought I’d slowly lick my lips and see if it got a reaction. Mike was in the middle of describing some of the stories she’d tell him after they’d fuck and he stopped to watch me lick my lips. Hook, line, and sinker. The night carried on and Dalton threw on some music and everyone was drinking and chatting. Mike was still hanging out with me in the kitchen and telling me about this other girl he got with. After a while I mentioned. “Y’know, I’d tell you some of my stories but I haven’t gotten any tail here yet” Mike let out a chuckle. “That’s alright! We’ll get you laid in no time. Who knows, you may get lucky tonight….or somethin’ “ I paused to process what he said and looked to him as I took a slow swig from my beer, swallowed, and slowly licked my lips again. Watching Mike’s eyes following my tongue. “Oh? Gonna hook me up with someone here? I wasn’t aware there was another homo amongst the bunch” I asked. Mike smirked again and stepped closer to the kitchen island and to me. He was right in front of where I was sitting now. “There isn’t, but I can think of somethin’ fun…” I was intrigued and leaned forward on the seat and tilted my head to the side, exposing my neck to him. An easy trick to get a guys attention. “Would that be fun for everyone? Or would it be more of a …two person thing?” Mike gripped his beer and then moved his hand down to his pants and gripped his thick cock through the fabric and shook it at me. My eyes were fixated on how he wasn’t able to easily grab his beer can thick cock. “I was hopin’ just you n’ me…” Mike said as he gently shook his thick dick at me with that goofy ass grin of his. Looks like I’m getting some dick tonight. - For the full short story with more GIFS, go to: My Brother's Friend Mike and His Beer Can Cock

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transformheaven · 8 months

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The bath bomb

"I will try it now, thank you so much, babe! Love you, bye!"

Gianni hung up the phone with Andrew. He had bought a bath bomb for his boyfriend; Uni had been so stressful for Andrew, and Gianni felt kind of sorry for him. . So, as a way of surprising him, Gianni had bought him a bath bomb, to force his boyfriend to allow for at least a few hours 'me-time'.

Besides, this new shop full of bubble bars, bath bombs and other articles had popped up and Gianni finally had a reason to visit the shop. His dick still got a little hard as he thought back of the blonde stud that helped him. The shop was filled with himbos! The one that helped him even gave him a discount without knowing it, just pressed random buttons on the cash register and bing! Discount.

Gianni continued his own lazy day, quickly rubbing one out and then just playing video games. A few hours later, he noticed his boyfriend had sent him a voice memo.

"Oh my god babe, this bath bomb is transfo, transform... any way it really made me change! I got in, fell asleep and bang, total stud! Come over, maybe it transf, change you too!"

Gianni thought his boyfriend was just goofing around, but then he downloaded the picture his boyfriend sent as well.

"Coming over now!" Gianni replied.

"hehe cumming" was the only reply he received, but Gianni had already walked out, totally forgetting his phone.

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donnidarko-world · 6 months

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back in the days

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hookedonhuge · 5 months

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A Hard Challenger to Beat

Wednesday night was men-only at the small country town bar. Living in a remote area could get awfully boring at times, but boy’s night was a highlight for most of the men’s weeks. There was truly nothing like blowing off some steam with your pals after a hard day’s work. No hassles, no consequences, just dudes having fun.

One of the main attractions on Wednesday nights was the Beat Billy pool challenge. The challenge was simple: play Billy in a game of pool, if you lose you have to give him ten dollars, and if you win then you get a special reward.

What was the special reward? If you saw Billy in action, it wouldn’t take long to find out. Every Wednesday night you could find Billy bent over the pool table lining up for a shot, with his big butt sticking out and his jeans, stuffed with ten dollar notes, looking like they’re about to split.

Yep, the special reward was an all-expense paid trip down to pound town (also known as the last stall in the men’s bathroom) with the one and only, Bubble Butt Billy. It was a shame that Billy was the best darn pool player in that town and the next town over.

It was a lucrative business for Billy, who never once had to surrender his pride to another man. However, it was speculated that the Beat Billy challenge was more profitable for the bar than it was for Billy himself. The challenge drew large crowds of pent-up men, some, who in their lustful delusions, thought themselves skilled or lucky enough to earn themselves some quality time with Billy’s behind, and others, who were more financially conscious, would instead egg on their pals to give the challenge a go just for the chance to see Billy bend over the pool table a couple more times.

Without a fault, each Wednesday night would bring to the bar a rowdy crowd, despite how predictable the events of the night were. Billy would pocket a nice amount spending money at the expense of his hopeful challengers, and the patrons would get their fair share of Bubble Butt Billy action. Billy barely had to try against his challengers and was eager to play a game of pool against an actually formidable opponent, and on one Wednesday night he got exactly that.

It was a Wednesday night that seemed to be going the same as every other Wednesday before it. Billy had just defeated yet another challenger and was counting ten dollar bills with his signature cocky smirk painted across his face. “Anyone else want to challenge me?” he said, teasing his audience by leaning his upper body ever so slightly over the pool table.

“I will.” An unfamiliar voice boomed from the back of the room. Billy turned around to size up the stranger. Billy, who was never short of words to belittle his upcoming challengers, was silent. It wasn’t the stranger’s face that left Billy at a loss for words; his eyes hadn’t even gotten up that far. Billy’s gaze was stuck on the bulging mass that was tenting the stranger’s tight jeans. For the first time in a long while Billy remembered the consequences of losing the challenge, his mind trapped in thoughts of how his virgin hole would fare if he lost this one time.

“My eyes are up here buddy,” the stranger said in a playful tone, strutting towards Billy with an irresistible swagger. “Just teasin’ ya. The name’s Rick,” he said warmly, reaching his hand out for a handshake. “I’d like to challenge you to a game of pool. I’m sure that wouldn’t be a problem.”

Billy snapped out of his daze and shook Rick’s hand. “You’re new around here, so I’ll have to warn you not to get your hopes up,” Billy said, building up his confident facade again. “I haven’t even been trying tonight.”

“I expect nothing but your best.” Rick was unfazed. “I’ll let you break.”

Billy picked up his cue stick and the white ball as Rick set up the rest of the balls to break. As he had done a hundred times before, Billy got ready to begin play, lining his cue stick up to hit the white ball as his butt pointed out towards the leering spectators. Usually, Billy was so quick in his play that his opponent’s wouldn’t have time to register that the match had started. That night, Billy wasn’t so fast to start.

The cause of Billy’s delay was his opponent, who was standing on the opposite side of the table with his crotch directly in Billy’s line of sight. Rick’s hands were on his waist and he leaned just a little bit back to accentuate his large package.

“All bark and no bite,” Billy muttered under his breath. Billy struck the white ball, which jetted in the group of remaining balls causing them to scatter. Not a single ball had been potted into one of the holes, which was unusual for Billy.

It was Rick’s turn and he grabbed one of the cue sticks from the rack. He stroked the long wooden stick with his powerful hand lewdly under the guise of surveying its quality. “You know where I’m from, they call me Thick Stick Rick,” he said to Billy as he walked past him, meeting Billy’s gaze with a wink.

Rick quickly potted two balls in a row with ease, putting Billy on the back foot. Billy countered with his renowned precision. He potted three balls in quick succession and set himself up for an easy put away with a fourth.

The white ball had rolled to the centre of the large table meaning that Billy had to lean over extra far to reach it, causing his two large cheeks to stretch his jean fabric to its limit. Billy, who had been able to regain focus in the match, was about to sink his ball into one of the pockets when he felt something large and hard brush up against his crack. He turned around to see Rick towering over his lower half.

“Hey, you have to win first before you can have any of that,” Billy snapped, audibly annoyed.

“Apologies, I didn’t mean to bump into you,” Rick said, feigning sincerity. “I just forget how big I am sometimes.”

Billy tried his best to brush off Rick’s comment and struck the white ball, but it clearly affected him as the ball he was aiming for, which was set up so well, bounced off the rim of the pocket and back towards the centre of the pool table. Billy swore under his breath; he never missed a shot like that.

“Don’t stress about it,” Rick said, placing his middle and index finger into one of the pockets. “These holes are so tight,” he wriggled his two fingers, “that these balls only just fit in.”

Rick’s innuendos had a marked effect on Billy, allowing Rick to even the scoreboard in spite of the vast difference in their skill levels. Each player now had one ball each to put away before they could go for the win by potting the eight ball. It was Billy’s turn and he was once again bent over the table, ass in the air, and lining up for a shot.

“Looking good Billy boy.” Rick chimed in as Billy was doing some practice shots in front of the white ball to check he had the right alignment.

“I don’t need you to help me with my alignment, I’m the expert… '' Billy trailed off as he realised Rick wasn’t commenting on his shot preparation. Instead, Rick’s eyes were glued to Billy’s famous butt.

“Don’t mind me, I’m just keeping my eyes on the prize,” Rick said, biting his bottom lip.

Billy tried to ignore Rick and went ahead with his shot. He managed to pot his final ball, but foolishly sunk the white ball as well. The crowd, who had fallen silent from the tension of the match, let out a gasp when Billy made this rare error.

Rick was able to sink his final ball as well, leaving the two in a race to pot the eight ball first for the win. Rick had no success on his first attempt as the eight ball was stuck in a tricky position. His comparative lack of experience showed as Rick was not careful enough to put the eight ball in a difficult position for his opponent to finish off.

All Billy needed to do was hit a straight shot from one end of the table to the other, which was easy for a player like himself. Rick, the schemer he was, was still not out of ideas. He moved himself behind the pocket Billy was planning to sink the eight ball into and started grinding his huge bulge against that corner pocket.

“How badly do you want to get into this hole, cause I want to get into this hole real bad,” Rick said with a slight grunt. Billy stayed silent. “It’s only a small hole Billy boy, it could be a real struggle to fit in.” Billy lined up his shot. “God Billy,” Rick’s voice turned low and rough as he took a step back from the table and squeezed his tightly wrapped manhood with his hand. “I’m a big boy, and I’m not even hard yet. You can’t even imagine the damage I could do to your bussy, or is that what you want? Have you been going easy on me on purpose Billy boy?”

Billy’s face was red from a mixture of anger and fear. He was sweating profusely and his hands were trembling. Billy drew his cue stick back then thrusted it forward with as much might as possible. The white ball rocketed into the eight ball which slammed into the pocket. In his desperation, Billy had struck the white ball far too hard and it followed the eight ball into the pocket.

Despair was the only thing that could describe Billy. Sinking the eight ball and fouling in the same shot was an automatic loss. The crowd knew this and roared with excitement. Thick Stick Rick was victorious.

Billy looked to the crowd, his eyes pleading for mercy. This was futile as the crowd, who had lost a lot of money over the years to Billy, were seeking retribution and Rick would deliver it.

“Rick! Rick! Thick Stick Rick!” the crowd chanted.

Rick approached the defeated Billy. “I ain’t gonna force you or nothin’ Billy boy, I ain’t like that,” Rick said, placing his hand on Billy’s shoulder. “But if you –”

“I’m a man of my word Rick. I couldn’t show my face in this town again if I didn’t go through with this.” Billy replied earnestly, not letting Rick finish.

“That’s the Bubble Butt Billy I’ve heard so much about. Now don’t you worry, Rick is gonna treat you real nice.” Rick gave Billy’s big butt a friendly smack.

The crowd’s chanting reached a climax as Billy and Rick walked into the men’s bathroom together. “Give ‘em hell Rick!” yelled a frenzied patron.

Soon, the bar fell into silence as the once raucous spectators listened suspensefully. At first there was no sound coming from the bathroom. After a little while a faint banging noise could be heard. It got louder and louder, until Billy’s moaning commenced. Billy reached a transcendent state, his shameless moans of pleasure filling up the bar and causing the pants of everyone in it to become a little more snug. Some opted to loosen their belts to relieve the pressure that was quickly building below.

“That son of a whore Billy is really enjoying this isn’t he?” commented one of the bargoers.

“Rick sure is a stallion!” remarked another.

“Billy won’t be able to walk properly for a week!”

“Don’t tell me Bubble Butt Billy lost on purpose!”

Rick and Billy’s erotic encounter culminated with a shared orgasmic roar that reverberated throughout the entire establishment. Rick, ever the gentlemen, offered to book a hotel room for the two of them for the night once he caught his breath back. All Billy could do was nod and collapse into Rick’s arms, his body completely exhausted.

“You’ve got a body that men like me dream about, Billy boy.” Rick kissed Billy on the forehand and proceeded to carry him out of the bar on his shoulders to a nearby hotel. There, Billy slept peacefully in Rick’s arms and Rick dozed off with his hands cupping Billy’s big cheeks.

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