Thanks to Boy Mercury X for his support, help and advice. This story is written with permission to use his characters from his story "The Rut."
Abe stood in the shower, the hot water washing away his sweat. He and a couple of his team mates from the football team had come down for an early work out before the small college gym got crowded. It felt so good to do something normal, affirming his masculinity. All these strange thoughts he had been having over the last couple days were really beginning to bother him. Sure, the Rut had been in the news a lot lately, but it still seemed unnatural for him to be obsessing over it, especially with these weird thoughts.
At least his best bro Immanuel was there, willing to change his workout to join him. Even Immanuel's little brother Michael joined them, and Caleb that furry built fucker to0. Good to have bros when weird shit goes down, Abe thought, as he listened to Manny whistling at the next shower head over, even seeing the steam rise as he shifted under his own spray of hot water. He laughed to himself thinking back to the jock banter in the changing area before the workout.
"Damn, Brah, how much carbs you gonna eat," Manny roared as Abe wolfed down almost an entire leftover pizza from the night before.
"Fuck you, dude, I'm just hungry. Got to keep my strength up," Abe replied.
He didn't mention the whole pizza he'd eaten the night before. His appetite seemed to have doubled lately. More strangely. he also craved the feeling of a full belly; to rub it and feel full to bursting.
Michael chimed in, "But you ate right before this, already. Bitch, you gonna get fat!"
Oddly, in response to Michael calling him bitch, Abe felt a surge of excitement and his asshole twitched. WTF? But before he could attach meaning to it, Caleb dropped one of his beefy and unusually furry arms around him.
"Don't let them bother you, Dude. It's hard staying built like this. You need your carbs. I've been doing exactly the same thing lately," Caleb said, rubbing his inflated pecs. He lingered over his nipple but just for a moment. Abe noticed a sigh escape Caleb.
"Dammit," Immanuel growled, "Fucking must be something wrong with the washing machine. All my jock straps got shrunk. This ones so tight it fucking hurts."
Abe turned to see what Manny was talking about. Both he and Michael stood nude in front of him. Though not as burly as Manny, Michaels tight, defined body was nicely muscled. Abe tried not to stare, but glimpsed both brother's long cocks and pendulous balls. Did he never notice before how fucking hung they both were? Or had they gotten bigger?
Michael looked at his big brother, "Yo same problem, Brah. I know I haven't changed anything, but mine are all too small now."
Abe chuckled. "Maybe you guys are turning Stag. The Ruts' been going pretty crazy lately." Although he laughed, Abe felt a pit in his stomach as the words escaped his lips.
"Nah," Caleb laughed, playfully whipping Immanuel with his towel. "Look at Manny's titties. If he turned, he'd be a total Buck bottom for sure!"
"Shut the fuck up, you fucking caveman ape," scowled Immanuel, before he gave in and laughed himself.
They all laughed as they headed to the workout room...
Abe's mind returned to the present. The water caressed his sore body, flowing down his back and over his ass crack. As he involuntarily arched his back so more water would stimulate his bro hole, his mind turned again to Immanuel. Big, beefy Immanuel. He pictured Manny's cock, imagining it hardening. Fucking sexy Manny with his golden skin and dark good looks and massive pecs...
Abe shook his head. What was he thinking? That wasn't right. He jumped like lightning and gasped loudly at the surprise of Caleb tapping his shoulder.
"Fuck ME!" roared Abe, his skin electrified. "Don't fucking sneak up on a guy in the shower bro!"
"Hey man, are you using some new soap or something," Caleb asked, seeming a little over excited.
"No, why?" Abe puzzled, still distracted by mental images of Manny.
"Just something smells fucking amazing, Dude. Can't put my finger on it though," Caleb answered. He barely got the words about before he grunted and clutched his furry lower belly.
"You ok?" Abe asked, expecting Caleb to barf.
"Yeah," Caleb grunted. "I just been having these stomach cramps for a couple days now. Maybe I been eatin' too much."
Abe was suddenly aware of Manny's absence. It felt like a gaping hole, and he felt a need to know where his buddy was, to lay eyes on him. Ignoring Caleb, Abe left the stall, not bothering to turn off the water. Steam continuing to billow out of the shower as he walked into the small changing area. He sighed as he saw Immanuel, his back turned to him. As if their voices echoed from another room, he could distantly hear Manny and Michael complain about their jock straps again.
"Brah, I'm gonna have to free ball it. I can't handle this shit," Michael said as he tossed his useless jock to the trash.
"Right there with you, little Brah," said Immanuel.
Immanuel turned and smiled at Abe as he shambled into the changing area. The sight of Manny's big chest and exposed cock clouded Abe's mind even more. He began mumbling, "fuck, fuck, fuck" as he stumbled and weaved through the changing area. He let out a rumbling fart and heard a wet smack. On the floor there was a glob of clear goo that must have come out of him. His hardening cock and pulsing hole dripped more of the thick wet substance, running down his massive thighs to smear the floor beneath him. As he got closer to his bros, Abe's mumbles became a little louder, "Fuck, Fuck, Fuck!" The conflict in his mind intensified. He needed to offer his bro hole to Manny. "No, I'm not gay," his mind screamed. He was a ladies' man, a football stud, bedding any woman he wanted. But his body seemed to have a will of its own. Lubricant and rank odors poured from his cock and hole even more as he submitted to his urge to get closer to his teammates.
Finally Immanuel and Michael heard the commotion behind them, turning around just in time to see Abe drop on all fours in front of Manny, back arched, throbbing wet hole positioned directly before him, the carpet dark and saturated under his cock and ass. By now Abe's mumbled chant had become near shouts, "FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!"
Abe screamed "FUUUUUUUCK MEEEEEEEEEE!" as he let rip a massive wet fart that sprayed Immanuel and Michael both with translucent lubricant and pheromones.
Having just come from the hot showers, their pores were open, allowing all the pheromones instant access. Immanuel's his cock and balls were drenched in lube and pheromones. Beside him, Michael caught less of the spray but still felt the sensation of wetness on his exposed cock and balls. Immanuel felt his cock begin to swell. The new length and thickness of growth in the last week felt heavy, but so good. Involuntarily he took a step closer to his stud friend Abe. He never realized before how sexy Abe's ass was, how much he really wanted to fuck him. Mental images of his girlfriend surfaced, but they no longer interested him as in his mind her tits were replaced by Abe's wide glutes. Why would he want her when the massive muscle man was begging to be fucked? Immanuel got closer, lowering himself to the floor, first sniffing, and then to his own surprise licking Abe's throbbing, lube drenched hole.
Abe cried out as he felt Immanuel's tongue on him. Looking over his shoulder at the beefy stud he felt overwhelmed with need. "Please, Manny, fuuuuuuuck meeeee," Abe, the soon to be former ladies' man, whimpered.
Immanuel heard his nickname through his sexual haze and growled, looking into Abe's eyes. His cock, which had now gotten even larger, flowed with lubricant and pheromones, adding to the musky humid concentration in the room. Just behind him, Michael's mind started to cloud too. A desire to mount beginning to build in his tight body.
Immanuel gripped Abe and with greater strength than he knew he had flipped his big blond bro onto his back, climbing on top of him. Abe could feel Manny's super heated cock near his needy hole as he looked into his brown eyes. Immanuel slowly overshadowed Abe, inhaling his musk as he licked his way up Abe's big pecs. "Say that again," the Stag said in a deep, husky and incredibly horny voice.
"Please, Manny, fuck me," mewed the big football stud. Immanuel grabbed the back of Abe's head, pulling him in for a passionate wet kiss.
"Is that all you want, bitch?" Manny growled.
In Abe's mind the last resistance caved away. Hearing the big stud, (No... That wasn't right.... ) the big Stag (yes, that felt right!) call him a bitch made it all so clear. He knew what he wanted now. He understood. "Manny is a Stag," he thought. Then Abe realized the rest: he was a Buck now!
"Fuck, Manny, let me carry your baby! Put a fawn in my belly," he cried loudly.
Manny possessively climbed on top as his huge cock slid into Abe's gripping tunnel. He had been a little afraid seeing Manny's newly massive cock, but as it slid home, it felt so perfect, so right, he knew he wanted it inside him. Overwhelmed by the stimulation Abe orgasmed, spewing cum all over his and Manny's belly and chest while Manny began to thrust. After cumming Abe's hole relaxed and Manny's cock drove even deeper into him, hitting his core. The incredible feeling of Manny inside him soon had Abe hard again, his cock bouncing in time to Manny's thrusts. His cock felt so hard and so good, all Abe could do was cry Manny's name over and over.
Beside them Caleb, big, beefy, hairy Caleb, lurched into the changing area. The commotion had drawn him, but also alarm at the cramps in his abdomen. Like Abe just a few minutes earlier, he felt a dripping wetness at his bro hole. Feeling an intense urge to get on all fours, he bowed down and felt someone move in behind him. Looking over his shoulder he saw Manny's brother with intense determination on his face. Caleb could only whimper "Please, I need you inside me," as he felt an unbelievably hard and long Stag cock press into him.
Abe lay on the floor, completely overwhelmed. He spread his legs as wide as he could, watching Manny's massive pecs bounce as he punch fucked Abe's bro hole over and over. Manny was so possessive, holding on tightly to Abe who thrashed his head back and forth moaning like the women he had bedded so many times. Abe glanced over and saw Caleb completely submitting to Michael. What was left of his pre-Rut mind wanted to laugh as the smaller Michael made Caleb arch his back for a deep kiss. Michael pinched Caleb's tit and a small amount of white liquid came out; he was already milking! Michael brought it to his mouth and tasted it, causing him to pull out of Caleb just long enough to push him onto his back and remount him, his mouth latching onto Caleb's nourishment filled tit. Caleb cried out in indescribable pleasure.
At that moment Manny grabbed Abe's head, and met him in a deep kiss. Abe's arms and legs wrapped around his Stag as he held on. He caressed Immanuel's strong body, delighting in the feel of the muscles as they worked to pound him harder. Manny's Stag musk wafted off him in waves, making Abe feel more and more wanton. His hole felt so full, so stretched. He realized this was the fullness he had desired for the last few days. Manny's cock felt so hot inside him. He kept hitting a spot that sent electric jolts through his body that felt like tiny orgasms. He hoped it would never stop.
Manny licked Abe's neck, tasting his sweat. Occasionally he bit down, feeling a primal need to leave marks on his Buck. Each time he did, Abe heaved beneath him, crying out in joy. Soon, Abe's neck and chest were covered in hickies. Manny had never felt so powerful, so virile. No woman could have taken the fuck he was throwing Abe. He pounded harder and harder, enjoying the erotic impacts as Abe bounced beneath him, his big pecs jumping erotically. He could feel the cum churning in his balls; he was getting close. His eyes locked with Abe's whose own eyes reflected total submission and desire.
"I'm about to cum," he growled. Abe held on even tighter.
"Fucking knock me up man! Put a baby inside me," Abe wailed.
Hearing the need in Abe's voice pushed Manny over the edge. He thrust in harder and deeper than before as he was overwhelmed by the most powerful orgasm of his life. His muscles locked, holding Abe in a vice like grip as shot after shot of potent stag semen coated his insides.
"I feel it! I feel you cumming inside me! Fuuuuuuuuuuuck," cried Abe. The feeling of Manny's massive cock erupting sent Abe into his second anal orgasm. Cum sprayed out between him and Manny covering their bodies. Seconds later, they heard what could only be Michael and Caleb as they climaxed nearby.
Manny's cum flowed into Abe's bro hole for at least five minutes. Wave after a wave of pleasure coursing through their bodies. As the orgasms finally eased off, Manny became as gentle as he had been rough. He eased Abe into a more relaxed position and kissed him softly over and over. He began to sniff Abe's new scent, pressing his nose to Abe's cum covered belly. He tasted Abe's buck seed on his lips as he caressed the taunt belly and whispered to him, "My fawn is in you. I can tell."
Abe whispered thank you, then reached down, gathering some of his cum. Holding it between his and Manny's lips they licked it up, sharing it in a soulful kiss.
Beside them, Michael showed a similar tenderness to Caleb. He cradled the much bigger Buck in one arm, while with his other, he fingered Caleb's newly deflowered bro hole. Caleb made little gasps and spasms of pleasure, completely captivated by his stag.
Manny held Abe close, lovingly caressing his now pregnant belly. "How did losing your cherry feel, Babe?" he asked.
"The best damn thing in the world. If this is being a Buck, I fucking hope I'm a Buck forever," sighed Abe.
.....
"And thats how it happened, fuckers," Abe said.
The other bucks around the room stared at Abe in amazement. Some had begun stroking their hardened cocks as he told the story, all dripped from their bro holes.
"I never thought I'd meet someone who had been part of a mass rutting like that," said Jaime. "Those things are so rare."
"Yeap," said Abe taking pride in his story. "Probably the only one that's happened this Rut," he said. "In a way, it's not surprising. My team - we were all pretty big studs. Top of the line. Kind of guys the Rut picks."
Joey and Chad rolled their eyes at Abe.
"Guess we all had the symptoms," Abe continued, well past the interest of the other bucks. "We just ignored them."
"I bet you won't ignore this," Stu laughed, as he hiked his ass up near Abe and let rip a loud, wet fart.