Lockdown! Chapter 13
These are difficult times and good erotica can help us get through the next few weeks and months of isolation and social distancing. This fantasy is how I wish I was spending lockdown...
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Now, fuck roulette...
One month later and things had changed and yet remained stubbornly the same.
Lockdown was undoubtedly the most consistent feature in their lives. It had simply kept on going, a state neither one of them had expected when Lee had ended up being stranded in Kris's flat. The pandemic seemed to inexorably stretch in front of them with no end in sight.
However, all that time indoors had done wonders for Kris's hole development. In fact, Lee made it a daily point of order to formally inspect the bottom's progression. The act was always done with a mirror so Kris could see for himself the exact state of his pussy. Often he was stunned at what he saw - had they gone too far? - but most times he revelled in the sight of one of the most pornographic and obscene cunts you've ever seen in your life.
It was fucking gorgeous.
Before lockdown Kris had already possessed a well-developed hole but now? Virtually any time of the day his pussy could bloom out on command into the most amazing and delightful rosebud. Red, soft, velvety folds of flesh that were so fucking inviting. Hell, so gorgeous that even Kris - an inveterate bottom - was inspired and wanted to use it himself.
For the top it was always too inviting. At every pussy inspection his dick couldn't help but rise - it was instinctive and immediate. His thick cock acted on auto-pilot, his meat thickening and his foreskin pulling down his veiny shaft to reveal the tip dripping with pre. Fully erect, he would line up his helmet and sink into Kris's cunt in one smooth, perfect motion. It felt amazing, for both of them. No warm up and no lube other than what shot out of his cockhead: the perfect pussy.
Of course, that pussy had been a labour of love and the result of near-constant work. Work that sometimes had been filled with doubt. Were they chasing the right goals, was it worth the effort? Even as Lee fucked, the top was unsure. Sure, he still loved fisting Kris... and he loved how he could use his hands to take that rosebud and make it even more outrageous. To punch it out and surround it with the most amazing ring of thick, puffed up cunt flaps that truly were a sight to behold. And that sheath of muscle felt so good around his wrists!
And yet the one thing the bottom couldn't take was a fist without warm-up - that still required lots of lube and effort. Effort that Lee no longer wanted to make. He knew the bottom's hole was a muscle to be worked. Yes, strength, endurance and resilience needed to be developed but not resistance and clutch. They were enemies to be fought.
The seed of an idea in his head, the horny top shot his load. This was only the beginning...
It was a Friday night and Kris could tell Lee had something special planned as he could sense the energy inside the always horny and muscular man. Although he was nervous he couldn't deny the evil and glamorous undercurrent felt exciting.
Lockdown was working out pretty well for him. Yes, it was an imprisonment but certainly not a sentence. Daily pussy inspections? Being fucked several times a day? Working out and sleeping together? Regular fist sessions? Swallowing big loads of thick cum? His hole being training to take more than he ever could have imagined?
Heaven. And that was all in addition to the crazy home-made bondage table the top had made and that Kris was being strapped into right now...
No matter how many times they did this - no matter how many times Kris's clit was burnt out - Lee was always amazed the bottom willingly allowed this to happen. Again and again and again. The top buckled the straps, tightened the leather restraints and thought to himself that some cunts simply can't be tamed.
Tonight was going to be very different though.
"So... I've given this a lot of thought" he said as he pulled tight the last Wesco lace holes that secured the bottom's feet to the fuck machine. "We're both in this together, right? And we're enjoying all that this can do, right?" he said, gesturing to the set up. "But for a while now I've been feeling we need to go more extreme. To go bigger than what's in our heads... to expand our minds as well as your cunt."
Here we go again, thought Kris. He was confused though, wasn't his cunt pretty fucking extreme already?
The top answered for him. "I now realise we've been tackling this all wrong. We need to open things up way more than we've done so far. Literally. Weeks ago we agreed our goal of you ending lockdown with the biggest puss' in town, but I simply don't feel we're there yet. We need to think bigger, so much bigger! That's what you want, right?"
The bottom couldn't help but nod in agreement... or was it acquiescence?
With that Lee rolled 3 brightly coloured dice across the table. One red, blue and the other orange. "So far we're been constrained by the limits of what we think is possible, rather than what actually is possible. Instead, these little beauties are going to open up whole new horizons for us..."
In a flash Kris had a vision of what the future might hold, but surely life couldn't be that fucked up?
"So, red first..." said the top. "From now on, this dice is going to be the size of dildo reaming your cunt." Lee reached behind him for a tray heavy with the burden of 6 complete and utter pussy-slayers. He held it out to show the throughly freaked out bottom.
"Now, let's see... you threw a high 5. A big number! I'm not sure that's the greatest news for your hole though" Lee laughed, grabbing the fifth dildo of six lying on the tray.
"You must be fucking kidding me!" cried Kris. The toy Lee held up had been a new purchase the top had insisted the hungry bottom buy. In a horny moment they'd been browsing dildo stores and making a wish list. El Rey' from Mr Hankey had excited them both: described as a huge, lovely monster for those who dare to be extreme, with intricate veins and a long smooth foreskin'. Of course, the size had got them both excited too: a fat girth of 10.5" and 13" of pure, unadulterated shaft.
However, as soon as the dildo arrived Knew it had been a mistake. This was a seriously big toy that was deceptively shaped - way thicker in the middle than at either end. Sure, it wasn't as big as some of the more extreme toys in his collection, but he instinctively felt this size would represent a new baseline for his pussy. A levelling up so to speak that he'd never be able to climb down from. Did he really want to be that big?
That wasn't the only thing that worried him though. El Rey was WAY bigger than any of toys he'd taken on Kong before. In fact - as he looked at the tray - he felt the dildo selection was totally stacked against him. Chode (their previous favourite) was at number two in the size line-up! How fucked up was that?! However, there was nothing the bondage-tied bottom could do to stop Lee attaching the monstrous dildo to Kong. Kris's body shook with fear and anticipation. How the fuck did Lee expect him to take this?
"Now, the blue dice. This one's for stroke length. Damn! You only threw a 2! Unlucky boy, that's just 6 inches."
`Just' thought Kris as the top manually adjusted the machine's piston for the desired length. 6" was still pretty fucking intense, not least as that depth still meant El Rey would repeatedly get to the thickest part of its girth. And then pull back, over and over again... oh fuck--
"Finally, orange: a rock-solid 4. That's 40 minutes of play. Wow, your cunt must really want it tonight!" sad Lee.
The bottom's mind was in overdrive. His hole was going to be dildo-raped by an epically thick dildo - one he already knew was too big for him - for a full 40 minutes. What the fuck?! He tried to reason and rationalise with the top.
"Come on Lee, you know there's no way I can take that! Especially for that long! The joke's over, let's just get back to a normal session--"
He was cut off though. "But you just agreed we need to think bigger, yes? What is this if not bigger?"
Kris had no answer.
"If we're really going to main line your hole development then we need to stretch your limits. Not just your cunt but your mind too. How do you know you can't take it when you haven't even tried?!"
With that the determined top switched on the machine and the massive toy started leisurely ploughing in and out of the terrified bottom. Even though he'd been expecting it, the over-sized dildo felt huge - that 6" stroke really plummeting the depths of his puss and made his eyes go wide. The only thing he had to thank was the mercifully slow and gentle speed.
"Oh, I nearly forgot!" laughed the top, throwing one last hand. A purple dice tumbled across the table to join the others. Lee looked down and immediately shifted the pace. Kong went from a pedestrian pace to hole-bustlingly fast.
"Just a 2, that's 100 strokes a minute for you" said the top. Kris tried to call out but Lee talked over him off again. "I know, Kong can go from 0 to 160 so technically each increment of the dice should be about 30 strokes a minute. But I thought throwing a 2 for 60 would be too easy, not least as we've hit that speed so many times before. How are we going to really supersize your hole if we don't dream big? 80 is the new baseline for you, boy."
The bottom could barely comprehend the top's meaning as the thick dildo pummelled his cunt. Kris felt like he was being annihilated: there was nothing he could do to escape and no resistance or clutch that would ever stand in the way of the machine's awesome power.
The last words Kris heard were Lee saying to `trust him' and 'that this was all for his benefit'. With that the top attached a rubber gas mask to Kris's head filled with some slow-release poppers. The close proximity of the chemicals quickly took over and his hole slackened. Lee could immediately see the difference. Jesus! This machine really was carving Kris a new pussy. He laughed and walked out. This was going to be sick and twisted!
Time moved slow for the heavily restrained bottom. What felt like hours later the top returned, although in fact it was just moments in the big scheme of 40 minutes. Lee was determined to look after Kris - adding more poppers, re-juicing the dildo and changing the background porn as needed. He was determined that if they didn't meet their goals then the bottom would only have himself to blame!
Although Lee couldn't see Kris's facial expressions through the heavy rubber gas mask the way the bottom was taking the giant toy was truly impressive. Like a champ in fact, which must mean Kris was enjoying it, right? In that moment Lee totally forgot he'd deliberately bought a fuck machine with so much torque and power - now correctly aligned on his home-made bondage table - that Kris had no choice but to lie back and take it all...
Right now the bottom was suffering through, sweating all over and his cock constantly leaking precum and prostate juices. He'd repeatedly pussygasmed, his entire body wracked by intense cunt convulsions and yet the machine just kept on going on and on. His hole was being pulverised by a machine that had no feelings. The only thing he could do was deeply inhale the poppers and give in to its fierce power.
Much, much later it was over.
Lee gently reduced the pace of Kong down to zero and removed the machine and its dildo from the table. He then loosened Kris's mask, revealing a face in purple anguish from the intense popper haze.
"What the fuck?!" he cried out. "How could you do that to me?! Jesus, get me out of this fucking contraption!"
However, his quick anger was immediately softened at the sight of the man looking down at him. Kris suddenly felt flooded with emotions. He saw a strong and powerful man whose face looked calm and beneficial, caring even. Was tenderness and love there? After all, this was a man who had just created an intense scene simply to help him fulfil his true potential...
But then Kris realised - emotions aside - that something really was different. He suddenly felt - really felt - his hole. For the first time tonight it was relaxed, almost serene... and yet completely, mind-mumblingly empty. There was also something new there, like he could feel himself from the outside. What the fuck was that?
The top witnessed every one of those emotions running through Kris's face. Just moments earlier, as he'd pulled the machine away, his first thought was thinking that to say Kong had done a good job was a massive understatement.
After 40 minutes the bottom's manpussy simply had no resistance left and yet it was obviously still hungry for the huge toy that had been reaming it out for so long. So hungry in fact that it had clung to the thick dildo as it was removed, the bottom's gorgeous inner arse flesh simply not wanting to let go.
All that work really had been worth it. As the diabolical toy was pulled away Kris prolapsed for the first time in his life. Gorgeous pink folds of flesh now hung an inch or so out of Kris's rectum. A juicy tunnel of meat that begged to be used. Lee couldn't begin to imagine just how fucking amazing his cock was going to feel in that!
The top reached down to feel it with his hands, a wave of erotic pleasure enveloping both of them that couldn't be quantified. Kris sighed in ecstatic relief, not realising that Lee's touch only confirmed just how much the very centre of his existence was being reprogrammed to need cunt-work all the time.
Next: things get real...
In the meantime, comments and suggestions are welcome at stuhadley77@gmail.com and my previously published stories are:
https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/the-first-hand-school/ https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/the-reintegration-centre/ https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/the-curse-of-troy-fletcher/ https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/sf-fantasy/the-wish