This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to any actual persons, living or dead, events or locales is entirely coincidental.
The Sperminator
Another night alone. God my life was boring. No kids, no wife, and no real friends to speak of. My mother died when I was young, I hadn't spoken to my father in years, and with no siblings, I was very much alone in the world. I worked all day at my deskjob, and the rest of the time I just lay about my dingy one room apartment masturbating or dreaming of being someone else. How'd I become such a loser, what happened to my ambitions, my goals? I should be doing so much more with my life! Most guys at 27 already have their life set out before them, with a stable future, a nice job, and a loving spouce. All it took was to look around my apartment to realize how far away those things were. The only items of note in the entire room was my stained mattress in one corner, the pile of porno magazines next to it, and a bottle of lotion next to that. The rest of the room was covered in my clothes, strewn randomly across the floor. Its not like I was going to be having any visitors anytime soon.
And myself? I was decent looking I guess. My unkept black hair hung low over my brown eyes, and since I was bad about taking care of my appearance I usually had an unintentional light beard and stache. I was near 6 foot I guess, if I ever stood up straight, and my body was still slightly defined from my track days in college. I've never had all that much chest or pubic hair, which was fine with me.. however what I do have issues with is that my cock is slightly below average in size. Perhaps that was the reason why I had never been able to have much courage with the ladies. There had been so many that I've had crushes on over the years and I've never even managed to talk to most of them.
My hand had migrated down to pants with the thoughts of so many lovely girls. My pants were soon off, and I was spread eagled on my bed stroking my hard boner. I used some lotion as lube, and really got to work jacking my dick, getting my cock and balls all slicked up. I started moaning in lust, totally concentrating on the feelings coming from my shaft. My usual nightly wank was not meant to be though....
Suddenly my room was lit with a blinding light coming from an intense blue orb that had just appeared near my bed. Totally surprised at this luminous miracle, my jaw hung slack, and I froze in place, hand still on my pud. A half second later the light dimmed, and a what appeared to be a giant emerged from the shadows. A naked giant, at that. A naked giant with a huge veiny cock sticking straight out at me. Shock and awe was an understatement at this point, and I continued to stare wordlessly at this godlike being that was slowly approaching. Muscles. Thats all I could see. Thick, strong, round fleshy muscles covered his entire body. He was built like a tank. His face was blank, and expressionless, but somehow still feirce. He had no facial hair, or hair at all anywhere, except for on his head, and even that was shaved closely in a crew cut. Easily over 7 feet tall, he dwarfed me in his presence as he approached my bed. His cock was like a gun aimed at me, and I was transixed upon that pole.
"Are you John Carter?" questioned the uberbeing towering over me.
Brought out of my daze I realized I was grasping my throbbing dick. "Yeah... thats me.... who the hell are you?? Whats going on? What do you want?"
"I've been sent from the future to stop a war from occurring. A war that nearly destroys the human race. You are the root cause, and thus you are my mission."
"Ummm...Excuse me!!? I'm not going to start a war! I can barely make rent for my apartment, what are you talking about!!!?"
"You are John Carter. Your union in 2 years to Sarah Stockwell will produce a son. This can not happen. Your son builds the machines. He builds the instruments of humanities demise."
"You've got to be shitting me???" My dreams of a family would finally come true, but at the expense of the rest of the world. Oh fuck that shit.
"I am not shitting you John Carter," replied the man blankly. "I must stop you, I will not fail."
Fear gripped my heart. What was this beast going to do to me!? I leaped as fast as I could to make a break for the door, but my boxers were still around my ankles, tripping me, and sprawling me bare ass up on the floor.
"Do not attempt to flee John Carter. It will serve no purpose." And with that, he scooped me off the floor, ripped off the rest of my clothes and dropped me back down on the mattress. He stood over me now, his huge frame covering my entire field of view, and I would have pissed my pants if I had still been wearing any. For some reason everything else besides him was getting blurry. I felt like I was swimming in his manly scent. All I could focus on was his rippling body, and his mammoth schlong.
"I am now secreting highly specific pheromones John Carter. You may be starting to feel their effects. You will begin to become sexually attracted to me." And the winner of understatement of the year goes to... the huge naked colossus man in my bedroom. I was not just attracted to him, I was completely overcome with desire. I wanted to bathe him with my tongue and taste his gigantic dick. I had never had these thoughts before about a man, and now they kept popping up uncontrollably.
"Sarah Stockwell came up with this plan. She leads the resistance against your son and his machine army."
I had just enough mental power left to ask "Where am I in this future? What do I do??"
"You actually moved back into this apartment after divorcing your wife."
"Oh fuck me!" My wife leads the forces of humanity, my son is control of an evil robot army, and I'm STILL stuck in this god forsaken apartment!
"That is my mission John Carter. You will turn into a homosexual.. preventing your union to Sarah Stockwell in order to save the world, and I believe possibly out of revenge for leaving her to raise a child alone, but that is my own speculation."
And with that he lowered himself down into a kneeling position, resting his cock on my face. Without a second thought, I began to suck on the tip. Even just the head was difficult for me to get my mouth around, but I was compelled to continue by whatever he was doing to me.
"That is good John Carter, embrace your destiny. Swallow my cock, and become addicted to men."
I wanted to stop, I didn't want to become gay. With every ounce of my willpower I tried to remove the thick rod from my mouth, but my progress was soon stopped as the giant's hand came and clutched the back of my head, forcing me even farther down on his dick.
"The pheromones are specifically designed for you John Carter. You can not fight them. They will soon irrevocably alter your brain chemistry, and you will crave men at all times. You are saving the world John Carter. Let it happen. I am one of your son's machines, reprogrammed to fuck and feel pleasure, it is my destiny just as it is yours."
For some reason, his words started to make sense to me. I was indeed saving the world. I was finally doing something with my life. Every inch that he crammed down my throat represented innumerable lives saved. I stopped fighting the inevitable, and instead began to help him work his meat into me. In and out he rammed his pole, making me choke and drool all over myself. I reached around his waist and was barely able to grab his ass. I used my leverage to get more of his fat prong pounding my face. I had no idea how such a wide object could fit down my throat, but fit it did, and I was in ecstasy.The unbearable rut of my existance was at an end, and this deity I was worshipping would show me the way to a new life. A life that made a difference, and all I had to do was have sex! That works for me. I pulled myself off his cock and began slurping up his balls. A deep moan escaped the big boy's lips and I continued to lick each nut one a time. His hands roamed through my hair keeping my face glued to his crotch. My face was drenched in saliva, sweat and precum as I continued to lick up and down his shaft.
He soon grasped my head tightly and shoved his monster deep into my throat. I felt the beefy snake expand even wider, and my eyes bulged as I was unable to breathe. I heard a single loud animal groan, and I knew he was about to burst is wad. I could feel each pulse of his cock as his load began to squirt deep into my stomach. He then withdrew a bit, letting me taste his spooge as it hosed my mouth. I was amazed at how much cum he was juicing out. But then again, he was a machine, he probably had a huge supply of jizz. I hungrily slurped at the delicious goo, and was dissapointed when he pulled it all the way out. However, I soon understood that he was still far from finished as he covered my face and chest in his sperm for another 30 seconds. I don't know why but I began to rub his jizz all over myself. The feeling of his cum on my unshaven face was such a turn on. It also felt great to spread his warm manmilk all over my chest, and especially over my nipples. Soon I was glistening in his seed, and was begging for more cum.
"Please, sir.. I need more of your jism.. please!" I could hardly believe the words I was saying. I had addressed him as sir. I guess it made sense though. This being had taken control of me, and I was completely his.
"My sperm contains even more concentrated pheromones and a special hormone absorbed through the skin that creates a euphoric effect. It is designed to give you a mental addiction to male sex as well as the physical one created by the pheromones. I believe it is working as intended."
As I lay on my sweat soaked mattress, I realized that I had never touched my dick all this time, yet it remained hard and drooling. I had turned into a complete sex pig in a matter of minutes. I needed more. I had to have more.
"Sir, I need more. Please don't stop."
"You have no need to beg John Carter. We are far from finished. It is time for a more direct injection into your system in order to seal your homosexual fate."
He picked me up off the bed and also completely off the ground to meet him in a deep kiss. His tongue searched deep into my mouth, and I suckled it for all I was worth. He held me floating in the air, with one arm looped under my armpits and across my back, while the other gathered left over jizz off my face. My legs naturally wrapped around his waist to help support myself. He then proceeded to slowly prod my anus with his gooey covered fingers. I swear each of his fingers was nearly the size of my own undersized penis. I believe that I would have been in considerable more pain had I not been so lust crazed, as no one, not even myself, had given my bunghole any attention before now. Soon enough though, my hole was opening up easily and he managed to get one digit all the way in to the knuckle. I never experienced such intense feelings as he be began to fuck in and out of my ass with his finger. I buried my head in the nape of his bulging neck as I was overcome in pleasure. He gathered more sperm that still lingered on my body, and this time inserted two fingers in me. I gasped in pleasure as he widened my asslips in preparation. My dick pressed tightly inbetween out stomachs, and was oozing precum like a leaky faucet.
"An unintentional effects of the chemicals you are being subjected to are an increase in semen production." explained my titan. "In all likelyhood you're penis will be always dripping some amount of fluid from now on. It should however help keep your organ from becoming raw."
Using my precum as further lube for his huge member, he began to hump against my twitching anus. I was slightly fearful about what his weapon would do to my insides, but I also trusted that he would take care of me. I felt so warm and safe, as I was held in the air tightly in his grasp. My asshole fluttered as his intruder began to snake its way inside me, and I grunted and groaned as I felt each inch thrust up further. My butt wiggled back and forth as I tried to help it invade my manhole. Finally he was all the way in, and I felt stuffed to the brim. He was unbelievably deep inside me, and I moaned like the cockwhore he had made me. He didn't waste much time letting me adjust to his dick before beginning to piston his rod in and out of my loose ass. I grasped onto his flesh and hung on for dear life as I was fucked. In fact, I had been fucked since the moment the machine man arrived in my apartment. His scent, his jizz, the entire plan had left no way for me to avoid my fate. I guess when you're trying to save the world, you leave nothing to chance. He had been right from the beginning, this was my destiny now.
He used his hands to pivot me on his cock. I swung away from him, and was suspended in the air only by the mammoth sized dick inside me. I hung there, like a rag doll, my entire body supported by his cock. He casually walked over to my mirror, and displayed me in front of it. I saw my body slick with sweat and cum, almost levitating in front of the giant man behind me.
"Look at yourself John Carter. This is who you are now. Feel my dick inside you, the cum you are covered in. You are saving the world John, be happy with your new life."
I felt him flex his cock, and I bounced in the air. I could contain myself no longer, and I began stroking myself at a feverish pace. He fucked me with no hands as he continued to flex his manmeat. For the first time all evening, I was touching my dick, and I knew I was about to reach a mindblowing orgasm. My legs flailed every which way when I hit my climax. Cum began spewing out of my tiny dick, arching up and over my head, raining down upon the hunk and myself. I showered myself in my sticky load, and also began rubbing it everywhere just like before. Who needs soap, when you can shower in super-jizz. All the while, my buttrammer kept pounding away like the machine he was. Unlike every previous orgasm of my life though, this one had no effect on diminishing my lust. The robotic man again swiveled me to face him, as he walked toward my mattress. All the while keeping his dick deep inside my fuckhole, he laid me down on my back, and continued to screw me. I watched the stern harsh figures of his face, and could see the pleasure he was also recieving from our fucking. Too soon, he humped his cock in deep, and began to lose his seed. Just like before, his orgasm was a river of spunk, and I could feel my innards filling with his juice. With my upturned ass, none of the spooge left my hole though, instead staying deep within me. Holding me in that position with one humungous arm pressed down onto my chest, he removed his rod from my new manpussy. He grabbed the bottle of lotion I use to masturbate, and placed it into my stretched ass.
"That should hold my sperm inside you long enough while I'm gone to keep you satiated."
Completely exhausted, but not a shred less horny, I managed to ask, "Please sir? Where are you going?"
"There are arrangements that need to be made. You're sex addiction obviously will keep you from working at a normal job. In order to continue to live here, rent will be paid by the income off your sexual services to male clients, and perhaps even the price can be lowered by including your landlord in your new activities. Furthermore, there is one last person that needs to be taken care of. Manipulating the future is tricky at best, as it is essentially changing the fate of the world. Fates have a way of coming to pass, regardless of the roadblocks made to prevent them. There must not be a Carter child, yet there still exists one other who can create such a being."
"You're talking about my father, aren't you!? What do you intend to do him??" Concern for my father temporarily awoke me from my fuckcraze.
"The same thing I have done to you John Carter. I will then bring him back here, to live. It is the only way to save the world," explained the giant.
"This Sarah Stockwell sure knows how to carry out a grudge," I thought to myself. At least I'll be able to spend more time with Dad. Together we would be saving the world. My head collapsed against the pillow, and I drifted to sleep, covered in manjuice. For some reason living in my apartment didn't seem all that bad anymore.
The giant strode out the apartment door, still completely nude. He still had a mission to complete, and he would not fail.