The Anuvirus Chapter 5
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The Anuvirus -- Chapter five
With the help of a ton of paper towels, JJ and Glenn finally cleaned up and put their clothes back on, JJ some clean scrubs and the smock, Glenn the hospital gown he was previously been handed.
"So, guys, what we are going to do is first to take some new samples and run some tests." the black researcher stated with a now regained professional attitude, "Apart from the usual blood and urine samples, we're gonna need to swab your bodies to obtain sweat samples. We're also to perform a swab of your throats and of your noses and you are going to blow into a sterile balloon so that we catch your air exhalations. You'll have an EKG and an EEG and your temperature and blood pressure will be taken. We finally need a sample of your feces, and, now comes the fun part, a sample of both your precum and cum! Each of you will be assigned to a nurse, STRICTLY FEMALE and in a haz-mat suit, who will escort you to a private sterile room where she will perform the necessary procedures. Less, of course, the more `intimate' ones, for which you'll have to resort to your own manual labor, if you know what I mean!" JJ finished with a grin.
"Damn! I knew I should have cum in that hot mouth of yours! Now I have to masturbate to a cold glass test tube!" Mark exclaimed in disappointment. "You're gonna pay for this, JJ. Oh boy if you're gonna pay! And make sure that those nurse cunts have a big enough container or else they're going to clean half a gallon of jizz from the floor!"
They all laughed and try to calm down the disgruntled Italian doctor. As JJ was explaining that, after these procedures, they would be taken to do a full-body MRI scan and then back to his office, three nurses in haz-mat suits appeared at the door. Luckily, they were shielded from the outside world by their suits, otherwise they would have fainted because of the stench of raw, gay sex that filled the room! Each nurse took one of three tablets from JJ's desk with the list of procedures and analysis to perform and one by one they called out the last name of the person shown on the screen, gesturing him to follow her to a private sterile room. On the way out, JJ got a glimpse of three beautiful naked asses showing through the openings of the hospital gown and that put a lustful grin on his face for the rest of the day.
All procedures were quickly and efficiently carried on, although Mark's intimate procedures were accompanied by lot of cussing and discontent. `Here I am, jerking off to a fucking glass jar when I have three of the hottest studs in the nation just few feet from me! It ain't right! I wanna fill their holes not this cold glass bitch in my hands!' Mark grumpily pondered.
After the MRI, one by one, Buck, Mark and Glenn were taken back to the office. "Thank you, guys, for your patience and collaboration." JJ started "Now my fun part starts, since I have to elaborate and study all the data from your exams as they come in. You guys on the other hand have the rest of the day free. As anticipated to Glenn in our email exchanges yesterday, it looks like you'll have to spend the night here in this town as I will not even have the preliminary results by today. I have already arranged for three rooms at a very nice hotel nearby. Don't worry about the costs: I am putting all this into a research study for a new virus, all financed by my research center. And since I am on a strict diet and don't like to dine out, you are all invited to have dinner at my place tonight. Say, around 8:00 pm? Is that ok for you?"
"Sounds good to us." Glenn replied, interpreting also the mood of his other two friends. "But I would like to stay here with you to work on the medical data, if you don't mind. As a pathologist, I think I can be of some help." "I didn't dare to ask you, but yes I will really appreciate your help." JJ replied.
"We two lazy queens, on the other hand, will go shopping for clothes, don't you think Mark?" Buck intervened. "Mr. black power bottom here tore apart the only presentable clothes I had and now all is left is these sweatpants and a singlet!" Buck said taking out the clothes from his bag and starting to dress up again. "That's a good idea, Buck, I need to buy me some new underwear. They have become so tight my big nuts hurt!" Mark exclaimed with a laughter as he was putting his own clothes back on. As they were leaving the office, JJ could not help but noticing that Buck, going commando, was showing quite a spectacular VPL in those grey, flannel sweatpants. "Oh boy, this town is gonna witness some performance today with those two going around like that!" He commented to Glenn who laughed heartily in return. The town people would be soon asking themselves "what the hell is going on?"
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Exiting the research center, they called an Uber and asked the driver (fortunately for all of them, a female driver not too keen of handsome men) to take them to the nicest department store in town. This happened to be in the city center of this medium size, affluent Californian town and within walking distance from the hotel where they would be spending the night. Excellent! Buck and Mark had quick bite at food-cart on the street (talk about some spicy, delicious tacos, bro!) and then they headed into the department store.
The men's section was located on the fourth floor and had a beautiful choice of formal and casual wear. There were very few people at this floor, being early afternoon on a workday. Maybe five or six men, mostly on the older side. In a short time after their arrival, a middle-age, blonde hair, slim build salesperson flamboyantly approached them. "Hallo gentlemen, I am Carl. Is there ANYTHING I can do to help you here?" He said in a high pitch voice emphasizing the `anything' in a not too subtle way and overtly ogling over Buck's VPL. "Well HALLO, Carl" Buck replied, his killer signature grin on, his predatory mode activated. "I happen to need to stay overnight in this lovely town and I do not have enough change of clothes with me. Would you be a darling and find me two or three casual but elegant complete outfits? Oh, and I do need also some underwear since, as you can see, I'm going commando here!" Mark replied moving a little his hips so that his huge cock visibly swung from side to side like big bell clapper. Carl gulped and started to tremble. Mark was giggling. "And sweetie, I too need some underwear because it seems that lately nothing seems to comfortably contain all this." Mark added, lewdly groping the crotch of his jeans. The salesmen squealed and disaster flooded his pants! With a trembling voice he was able to mumble "Yes gentlemen, I'll be right back with you with a few fine choices of clothes for you. I'll meet you back at the changing rooms over there in a flash." Indicating the back of the store. And then he stormed away opening a `employee only' door. "Guess some cleaning is needed before he can attend his duties and serve us!" Mark cruelly joked. "Why don't we browse around a little and see if we find something that we fancy?"
As they moved around from one display to the other, they got closer to the other customers present on that floor and their divine scent started to catch the attention of these people. All the customers started to ponder `What is this superb scent I'm smelling? It's so exotic and titillating and intoxicating. And why my dick is plumping up????' This last question was really puzzling the older gentlemen, some of whom had not experience this level of hornyness in years! One by one all the customers gathered around the cosmetics section of the floor, sniffing around like hounds in search of the precious perfume bottle that contained the divine scent. The cosmetics department was located right by the entrance of the changing rooms: in a short time, they all would regret (or maybe not) to be at this location.
Buck had found a nice of sky-blue shirt with short sleeves that he really wanted to try on: he thought that that color would really look good on him, especially with his current golden tan. Mark, on the other hand, had in his hands one box of sexy Armani briefs or so it seemed, looking at the picture of the muscle hunk on the box. "You know that you're buying just a pair of underwear and that the cutie pie on the box is NOT included, right?" Buck mockingly commented as they headed towards the changing rooms. "I do not need to buy me a piece of meat, smartass! They just run into my arms without me not even asking!" the Italian doctor replied while entering the fitting rooms area. This was like a long corridor with a big mirror at the far end and with 4 booths on one side, each discreetly screened by a black curtain. Carl was already there, standing with his arms full of clothes while a mountain of underwear boxes was placed on the bench opposite to the booths.
"Here you are, gentlemen!" Carl greeted them, his voice had even a higher pitch than before, he was almost squealing. And he was also very agitated. He put the clothes on the bench and started to move hysterically around the two hunks. He looked like a hummingbird frantically flapping his little wings and sticking his tongue out to suck the nectar from the flowers. And he was talking fast, like, real fast. "For you sir I selected the most exquisite garments I could find in your size which allow me to say it is quite unusual with those large shoulders and arms your tree-trunk legs and perky derrière and very narrow waist oh my god I should not be talking to you like this sir please accept my apologies please have a look to what I found for you I think you should start with this no actually with this or maybe with that ..."
Mark interrupted this rambling monologue "Carl, calm down and take a deep breath. We're not going to eat you ... not just yet!" The shop assistant yelped at this remark but he was able to regain some composure. "For you sir, I was not sure which type of underwear pants you prefer so I took different styles, from briefs, to tight boxer briefs, to boxers shorts. I also included a couple of jockstraps because they would look sooooo gooood on you sir oh my god here I go again being inappropriate with a customer and babbling stupid things I'm so sorry sir I don't know what's with me this afternoon ..."
Buck put one of his big hand on Carl's mouth to shut him up "Don't worry, Carl, everything ok. Why don't we start with this outfit and see how it goes." Buck said indicating a pair of light grey, fitted slacks that would go perfectly with the sky-blue shirt in his hands. And then he realized the sales assistant was moaning under his hand and he was licking it too, just like the hummingbird: the OoG was being ingested, the infection passed on and BANG, hell broke loose.
Carl felt his anus quiver, open up like a rose bud in the morning sun and get lubricated by a strange, perfumed substance. With a force unfamiliar to his slim body, Carl trashed Buck's sweatpants down his ankles and pushed the big hunk on the floor. He looked with terror at the magnificent 14 by 9 inches cock and, in disbelief, he proceeded to get naked from the waist down, he squatted onto it to the root and he started to ride it like he was on a wild Bronco!
The odd commotion coming from the changing rooms did not go unnoticed in the nearby cosmetics section and four men of different sizes and ages flocked there, as if attracted by a magnetic force. Actually, it was the divine scent that enticed them and it was becoming stronger and richer by every step they took in that direction. What was waiting for them around the corner shocked them: a hauling, pants-less, slim salesperson was impaling himself on a huge cock of a blond stud, while another hairy-chested stud was naked masturbating his equally impressive member above the fucking couple.
Now, all the new arrivals on this lovely scene were totally straight, some even homophobic! But in less than 10 seconds they were all naked, their engorged tools frantically jerked, their eyes glued on the amazing trio. Mark ordered to two of them to get closer to him and to service his big cock. The other two moved, instead, to the copulating couple and started to worship the blond god's body. The first group was on their knees feasting on the lemon size balls and the plum dickhead, while the others were licking every inch of Buck exposed skin. The OoG and the NoG were being ingested, the infection passed on and BANG, hell broke loose again. The first two instantaneously got their equipment upgraded by 3 by 2 inches while the second group got an improved rear plumbing which was quivering to be used. They all jumped to their feet, coupled up and started to try every position of the Kamasutra.
Mark was pissed off. `What the fuck! For the second time in the same day I get interrupted in the middle of a BJ and I'm left with a hard cock and no mouth to fill. That's unfair and very annoying!' he was thinking but he immediately realized that Carl's mouth was indeed available! He moved with his legs spread over Buck's head, who was lying on the floor and he grabbed Carl by the back of his neck. All 12 inches of cut meat were shoved in a tight throat and next, a royal fuck of the sales assistant's tonsils started. Buck was assisting to all this from his vantage point on the ground and quickly realized that the poor salesperson was continuously gagging and that he was unable to properly breath. Therefore, in fear for Carl, and only for that reasons (Yeah, right!) Buck mischievously extended his right arm up and penetrated his buddy's asshole with his long, fat index finger which immediately started to play a dirty dance on his P-spot. Marked roared at the intrusion "You dirty bastard! You make me cum this way! You. stop that! Stop that! Oh my God! Oh my God! Fuck! Here it cums! HERE IT CUMS! EAT THAT SHIT YOU FAGGOT! EAT THAT SHIT!"
Jizz or, better, the divine CoG flooded Carl's mouth and throat to overspill, thus preventing him to properly breath and because of this and the merciless treatment his bottom was receiving, his body gave up: he came and fainted immediately after. Buck too was very close to come so he dislodged his huge cock from Carl's ass with a loud plop, stood up close to the two nearby couples in Kamasutra positions. Two or three jerks and his schlong started to spray the divine CoG over them. A feeding frenzy started: 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. This white stuff, the CoG, 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 ate it, a blasting, hands-free orgasm was produced, and warmth and peace invaded one's body.
As everybody was slowly coming down to reality after his trip to sex heaven, they were looking at the others in disbelief. Some were now questioning what they thought to be their firmest beliefs on their sexuality; others, the older ones, were just gleaming with happiness for their regained sexual prowess. 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.
Buck was kneeling next to Carl who was coming back to his senses. "Are you ok, darling?" He asked in a worried tone. "Never been better, sir. You made me fly to heaven. Thank you, sir." Carl replied with a tired and raucous voice (maybe all the throat scratching had filed away that high pitch of his, could that be?). He then added: "Just give me a minute to recompose myself and we shall restart our search for clothes, sir" and as he was standing up from the floor, he thought: `what the hell is going on?'
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