The Anuvirus Chapter 1
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The Anuvirus
Buck Jennsen woke up that morning feeling rather peculiar. A feeling of inquietude, a warmth in his guts, a shiver in his cock, a tingling in his anus, an undefined craving. He couldn't tell. He blamed it on the jetlag he might be experiencing after his return from Africa the day before.
A two-months research expedition in the deep forests of Congo was a dream-come-true for an entomologist like him and he came back with a whole trunk full of new specimens, photos and notes that will keep him occupied for some years ahead. Very few western people had have ever ventured in that part of the world and certainly no other scientist had ever studied its population of insects. Buck was sure that in the next months and years he would publish a lot of papers that would boost his academic career and his standing in the scientific world.
Yet, as much as this trip was full of excitement and satisfactions for Buck, it has also been physically exhausting. Not that Buck was the typical skinny, glass-eyed nerd: on the contrary, at 6'5'' of height and 200 lbs. of pure lean muscles, this blond hairy man in his early 30's was a hunky piece of meat that had all women and several men turn their heads and wet their pants as they saw him!
But the many days spent in the deep forest were not a stroll on a catwalk: the unbearable heat and humidity, the hundreads of insect bites Buck experienced, the dubious food that was served by his crew of local men (he learned very early in his expedition he'd better not ask what was put on his dish if he wanted to keep any food down his stomach), the lack of personal hygiene, let alone the poorly sanitized water he drank, certainly pushed his well-trained body to the limit.
So, as Buck was trying to remove himself from the warmth and comfort of his large bed and head for the shower, he allowed himself to linger a little longer, acknowledging the need of his body to rest.
As he woke up again a couple of hours later, the weird sensations in his body were still there, maybe even a little stronger. Buck dismissed them with a shrug of his shoulders and finally jumped out of bed and headed for the shower. He passed in front of the bathroom mirror and for the first time in weeks he looked at himself: "Wow! Not bad. Not bad, at all, bro!" He thought.
The long hours of trekking in the forest kept his body well trained. He lost a few pounds of that very little fat he had before and now all that was there were pure, lean, pump-up muscles. The long legs, covered by a dusting of dark blond hair, were sporting big, strong calves and the thighs were the size of two hams! His already very nice ass had plumped a little more and now stayed up and firm in all its booty glory. He probably lost a size at his waist and Buck's abs were now as flat as table and as defined as a 4k movie! His pecs with their dime-sized, perky nipples (ultrasensitive, by the way) were well pumped up and stand proud on his large chest, covered with the right amount of hair. The shoulders must have gained a few inches, with strong muscles now bulging everywhere just as they did in his arms and forearms. Buck's eyes now followed the treasure trail from his navel down to his dark blond hair pubes. "Uhm, maybe just a little trimming is needed" he thought, as he was watching his unruly, full bush. Yet, immediately his attention was taken away from his pubes as Buck realized that his cock had also grown! Standing at 5 inches flaccid, and a good, fat 8 inches when hard, Buck was already proud of his man tool before. But now, "WOW!" It must be at least 7 inches and it was not hard at all! "How is that possible?" Buck wondered.
Then he raised his eyes to his face. Prior to his trip he shaved in head to keep his daily cleaning routine simpler and he kept his hair very short cropped. His face was nicely tanned and that made his grey eyes stand out even more over his perfect cheekbones. He kept is dark blond beard to a few inches length, giving his strong jawline a nice, softer definition. Buck smiled as he was considering himself in the mirror and he again conceded: "Not bad, Not bad at all!" He then stepped inside the shower.
The warm water cascading on his hunky body was the sensation he most craved in the past months. But another feeling was now growing in him. Actually, it was another part of his body that was growing to an astonishing 14 inches by 9 inches! Buck took hold of his uncut cock and it felt great! It was hard as a rock with a visibly engorged vein running the length of it. He moved back the skin of his meat to revel a plum-sized head, purple with blood. With his other hand, he groped his ball now the size of two lemons. Buck was puzzled and wanted to study more its new joystick and accessories, but lust prevailed.
It had been a few weeks now since he came, and his hand started by its own will to move along the glorious shaft. Not a minute was passed, and Buck felt a thunderous orgasm build inside him. Nothing he ever experienced matched what he was now feeling. A ball of fire was building up in his testicles sending shivers all over his body. His breath was short and moans were continuously coming out from his throat. His mind was ravaged by the flood of endorphins running through his body. Then he came.
One, two, three ... nine, ten shots of huge loads exploded from his cock at a force and speed that Buck was afraid would break the glass door of the shower. Buck collapsed on the floor, out of breath, stupidly watching the cum-glazed glass.
"What the hell is going on???" he wondered.
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After what seemed like an eternity, Buck came back to his forces and was able to stand up and leave the shower. He dried himself still in a sort of stupor and decided that maybe a visit to his gym was the best way to clear his mind. He'll try to make some sense of what just happened later. So, he put on a nice mesh jockstrap, a red wife-beater, black short shorts and black running shoes. He decided to run to the gym as it was only less than a mile from his home and the weather in this little Californian town where he lived was sunny and warm.
When he entered the gym some minutes later, Buck sensed that all eyes were on him. He actually heard several gasps and maybe even a few training weights dropping on the floor. He looked at himself in the mirror wall surrounding the gym and he understood why.
There it was a goddam piece of tanned hunk, skimpily dressed and oozing sex-appeal from every skin pore. Buck swore he could smell the odor of several wet pussies as well as that of many cum-drenched underpants! He too was starting to get aroused again so he immediately began his routine trying to get rid of his raunchy thoughts.
As he was going on with his exercises his body started to be covered with what looked like sweat. It had however a different consistency almost like that of the lubes used during sexual intercourses. And the smell, Oh My God! the smell! It was mildly musky with a hint of exotic spices and cinnamon and sandal wood. Intoxicating! it produced a potent sex arousal on every person around him, but the effect on men was even stronger. Buck could swear he saw at least five men with wet spots on their crotch area while all the others were sporting raging hard-ons.
And the funny thing is that Buck too was deeply attracted to these men!
Until now Buck considered himself an open-minded heterosexual. Being a very sexual persons, he was no stranger to MMF threesomes and a few times, especially during his college years, he groped and played with the other guy's stuff. But nothing more than that. Now in his early thirties he was more than glad to fuck one girl at a time and drive her to orgasm.
But not today. Today Buck yearned every men he could put his eyes on: from the college twink in white t-shit and white shorts, whose ass he wanted to destroy right there on the bench press, to the hairy bear in the grey sweaty sweats, whom he wanted to lick from head to toe and suck until completion, to the distinguished muscle silver daddy in black running short and yellow T-shirt, whose hard dick he wanted deep in his ass until filled with plenty of sperm.
Buck was shocked by his thoughts and the incredible hard-on in his pants was producing some much honey-smelling precum that it was dripping on the floor.
"What the hell is going on???" he wondered.
Buck could not take it any longer and decided to hit the showers and leave the gym. He entered the locker room and found no one else was there. But by the time he had removed his shoes and clothes and had entered the shower room, all the men on the gym floor had rushed back into the locker room and they were disrobing themselves like their clothes were on fire! There were fifteen or so men and they all basically entered the shower room at the same time, filling it to capacity. This was a communal shower so there was no way to hide that each man was really hard and that they all were looking at Buck like a bird of prey looks at a rabbit.
Buck himself was lost in lust and could not hold it anymore: he grabbed the college twink that happened to be at the shower head next to him, turn it around and bent him over with his hands on the tiled walls. Buck then opened the twink's firm buttocks, spat on the quivering hole and then proceeded to plunge his huge cock in.
All the 14 by 9 inches.
In one swift thrust.
No lube.
The poor college twink screamed his lungs out but in a second he was also begging Buck to never stop and to go deeper and harder, his mouth foaming, his eyes rolling, his body trembling and contorting.
Buck's actions prompted a sexual frenzy in all the men around him. They all were kissing, sucking, groping, massaging, fucking each other like there was no tomorrow.
Some of them approached Buck as he was still fucking the twink silly and they started to lick the strange substance oozing from his skin. It tasted sweet and sour with something else they could not tell but it was far beyond delicious. Nothing to be found on earth could resemble it. From now on, they would call it the "Oil of God" or "OoG".
Immediately after licking the OoG, their sexual arousal tripled, like it was even possible! And immediately their assholes got wet with a greasy substance and they became loose and relaxed. They all grabbed any guy that happened to be next to them and in a swift move they laid him on the floor and proceed to ride him like he was a wild Bronco!
The stench in the shower room was unbelievably strong: a mix of cum, piss, shit, sweat, all put together and reconciled by the exotic aroma emanating from Buck's body.
By now Buck had fucked the twink to a babbling mass so he dislodged his huge piece of meat from the poor kid's wrecked hole. Buck had something else in mind.
Ever since this morning, he had this weird sensation at his anus. Now he knew what it was and he knew exactly what he needed. Buck marched towards the best endowed of the men, a black muscle guy with an 11 inches ebony fuck-stick and shouted at him "Fuck me! NOW!". The black men dutifully obliged and proceeded immediately to lay Buck on the shower floor, raise Buck's legs on his shoulder and drill in a swift move all his black fuck-pole into the shivering hole. Buck howled but also felt like the craving he had been experiencing all day have been finally satisfied. He didn't feel much of a pain, even if it was his first time to take a cock (and what a cock it was!) up his chute!
The big black cock was pounding nicely against Buck's prostate and this produced a torrent of precum flowing out Buck's cock. Some men around noticed that and they ran to drink that sweet liquid from the tap. It was the most delicious drink that any of them ever had: they could not tell the taste, it was so out of this world! And because of that from now on they would call it the "Nectar of Gods" or the "NoG".
Another effect the NoG was having is that anyone who drinks it, gets immediately his cock to grow by 3 inches in length and 2 in girth. All these men noted that and straightaway started to put into good use their upgraded equipment! They grabbed whomever was closed by and started to fuck them senseless in any known position of the Kamasutra.
Meanwhile, the orgy was going on strong: the men were in bundles of meat of three or four persons each, filling each other's cavities with cocks, cum, piss and even some fists! Buck had now a nice Latino cock in his mouth while the muscle silver daddy was nursing on his cock and the black guy was still pistoning his large rod into Buck's deflowered hole.
Buck felt his apex was coming soon so he raised from the floor and shout to everybody to gather on their knees in front of him. Everybody immediately obeyed like they were responding to the call of God (well, in fact this guy was producing the OoG and the NoG, so ...). Buck was now frantically jerking his meat with all the guys at his feet. He felt the same exploding sensation he felt earlier in the morning and in seconds he drenched all the men present with torrent of white cum. This triggered a feeding frenzy: everybody was licking off each other's body searching for as much cum as they could find. Some even started to lick the floor in search for the most miniscule droplet that might have been missed.
The reason is that this white stuff was fucking delicious! Sweet, tangy, musky, spicy, you name a flavor and it was there, yet in a combination that only a God could have put together. And as soon as one eats it, a blasting, hands-free orgasm is produced, and warmth and peace invade one's body. From now on, they all would call it the "Cream of God" or "CoG".
Slowly all the men came back to their senses. They all look around the shower room in disbelief of the conditions it was: piss, cum and sweat everywhere even on the ceiling! And the stench! Strong, raunchy yet totally intoxicating. They also look at each other in shock with the look of "What the fuck just happened???". Among them there were some people that considered themselves so straight they would not even look at another men's crotch area and now they have eaten cum from a disgustingly filthy floor after having taken a huge cock up their asses! WTF!
Yet not a single soul was regretting what they just did. They all felt so good, so peaceful, so full of joy, so secure for belonging to the brotherhood of men. They all longed to share these feelings as well as their bodies with all the other men of the world. The women? Yeah, they were nice for company and reproduction, but nothing beats the bond men can now create through the Foods of God.
Also Buck came back to reality and he was as shocked as all the other men.
"What the hell is going on???" he wondered.
He needed to talk to someone or he would go crazy. And he knew just the right person: Doctor Mark Romano.
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Mark Romano was an MD working at the hospital of the university where Buck was also teaching. Mark and Buck knew each other since their college years and they were best friends so much that Mark's dick was one of the few Buck has played with in his younger years. Mark was the same age of Buck's and he was in as good physical shape. His Italian ancestry was nicely evident on him: 5'9" tall, 180 lbs. of stocky muscles, his wide smile was always shining on his permanently tanned face complemented with sparkling hazel eyes, short curly dark brown hair and a full lighter brown beard. Handsome was the word that most people used when describing him and women always added: "and sooo charming!" (ah, that dammed, natural Italian sex-appeal!).
Buck sent a message to Mark telling him that he was heading for the University Hospital and that he needed to see him as soon as possible. The message left Mark a little worried because he knew Buck just returned from his expedition in Africa and he hoped that this was not a medical emergency! He was in total shock when Buck entered his office at the hospital: his buddy looked just so gorgeous and sexy! ("Now, why I just thought of that??? I am a straight man, for God's sake!").
Mark raised from his desk chair and embraced Buck in a big bro-hug. "It's so nice to see you again, buddy! How was your expedition?" "Believe Mark, it went beyond all my expectations. I have so much material now that I'll be able to write many new papers for many years to come and I am sure that as I review my specimens and notes, a few new species of insects will also be found. Maybe I can name one after you: the Marcus Romaniensis Fruit Flies!" Markus burst into a thunderous laughter "Asshole! And I can see this little vacation did also very good to your body, man. You look great!" Mark added.
Buck's eyes clouded a little bit at this remark and then he said "Well, about that. There is something strange going on with me, Mark. I am very puzzled and a little worried too. I need to talk to you about it and I need your personal and professional advice. Now let me go from your hug and let's sit down and talk."
Only now Mark realized that he had been hugging his buddy all this time and very reluctantly he unraveled his embrace. His nostrils however were still full of this beautiful scent that was emanating from his friend and that gave Mark an immediate hard-on. "What the hell is going on???" Mark wondered.
Buck sat down and started to tell his story "Mark you noticed that my body has substantially improved during these past two months in the forest. Well, that is not the only thing that has significantly changed in me." Mark raised his left eyebrow, with a quizzing look on his face. "My cock and balls have almost doubled!"
"You're kidding me, right? That is not physically possible!"
"No, no, Mark I am dead serious. And I can prove it to you!" Buck jumped up from his chair and with a swift move dropped his shorts and jockstrap to his knees. Mark was aghast. A beautiful 14 by 9 inches hard uncut cock was standing proud in front of him. He has seen his friend naked many times before, both in his flaccid and hard state, and he knew this cock was not the one he had met before.
It looked hard and angry, ready to destroy any orifice it could encounter on his path. Some copious sap was oozing from the piss slit and it smelled out-of-worldly divine.
Mark was fascinated by all this: all he wanted to do was to drop on his knees and suck that big piece of meat till it exploded in his throat.
Buck was already starting to comprehend the magical power of his body and so he quickly put is dick back in his pants. He needed Mark to be out of that horny stupor he was falling into. He needed his attention and his advices.
Mark felt like he was waking up from a bad dream and he asked himself "What the fuck was I about to do??? Suck on my buddy's dick??? What's wrong with you, man?"
"See, Mark? That's what I am talking about! There's something wrong, or rather, different with my body. Apart from the obvious physical changes, there are more subtle differences. As soon as I expose myself, something weird starts to happen to the people around me. It seems I create an atmosphere of sexual arousal around me. And this effect is way much stronger on men than on women." Mark nodded. He could totally relate to what Buck just said as he experienced it just few minutes before.
"But, wait Mark. There's more. You're the only one I could share this with. You're my buddy, the brother I never had. I know you'd love me no matter what." Buck paused; his face was serious. "Mark, I think I turned completely gay!"
"Don't be stupid, buddy. Maybe you're just a horny toad after being sexless for two months, so every hole that comes by looks good to you now!" Mark exclaimed. "No, dude. I tell you. I am gay now!" and lowering his head and his voice, Buck added "I am just coming from a 15+ men orgy in the gym shower room and I was the dominant Alpha-Male of that distinguished group of men!"
Mark jaws dropped. He was speechless. How can that be? Buck was always the stud of this duo, always chasing pussies for both of them. It is true that a few times Buck played with his dick, but it was always in the contest of an MMF threesome and a long, long time ago. But Mark somehow felt that Buck was sincere and his feeling for men were true. In fact, hadn't he experienced a homoerotic attraction to his buddy just minutes ago?
Mark eventually was able to clear his mind and softly told Buck: "If you promise to keep that piton locked your pants for a while so that nobody gets distracted, we can try to make some sense out of this. When all this started?"
"This morning. I woke up feeling peculiar and I blamed it on the jetlag. Then I noted the physical changes and as I was trying to comprehend the situation I got distracted by a jerk-off session I think rocked all the lands and oceans between here and China. So I went to the gym to take some steam off before I would go back to ponder the situation. And it was at the gym that I realized the power this body has on other men!"
Buck proceeded to tell Mark the raunchiest details of what happened at the gym and in the shower room. The result was that Mark now had boner so strong that he was afraid it would tear apart is medical scrubs. Buck perceived something was distracting his friend's attention and without further ado, he dropped on his knees, opened Mark's scrub pants and engulfed the glorious 8 and half inches of cut man-meat with his throat.
Mark was in shock but there was no way he was going to stop him. It was having the best blowjob he ever got. His friend's tongue was working magic on his dickhead, lingering on the corona and the piss slit. Buck alternated the sucking and corkscrew action of his hand with forward plunges of his head until his nose was buried in Mark's ample brown-hair bush and his throat was working Mark's big dick head. At the same time Buck's other hand was tickling the abundant hairy scrotum travelling from time to time to the forbidden realm of his perineum. But when Buck's fingers started to play with Mark's anus, hell broke loose. Mark started to howl like a wolf in heat, so loud that even the corpses down in the University morgue must have herd it! His body was trembling and convulsing and all of a sudden he went rigid: cum exploded from his piss slit in a never-ending number of spurts, filling to capacity his buddy's mouth. As he was descending back to earth from his own private Nirvana, Mark reopened his eyes only to be met by Buck's grinning face, a trickle of cum soiling his beard at the sides of his mouth. "Now that we have taken care of YOUR problem, can we be serious for one minute and take care of MY problems???"
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