Date: Thu, 13 Apr 2023 09:34:48 +0000 From: Billie353535 Vegita Subject: Taming the Anaconda (adult-youth) Disclaimer: The following contains explicit scenes of male sex and a variety of consensual activities. This story may not be copied or posted to any other websites without explicit permission from the author. If any of this content is offensive to you or illegal to access in your geography, please do not proceed. If you like this story, here are some of my other recent stories https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/boys-bordello/ https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/confessing-to-father-fred/ https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/a-very-gifted-boy/ https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/doctor-tom/ https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/camping/tenting-with-sammy/ **** ************************************************ *** This story is divided into two parts. The first is from the perspective of the wrestler. Scroll down and the second part is from the perspective of the boy. Enjoy! **** feedback always welcome to shutup_nz@hotmail.com *** **** ************************************************ *** ********************** ANACONDA'S PERSPECTIVE ********************** The audience roared in anticipation outside for the night to come. It was a big event, WWE was in town, and while I wasn't the main attraction, I was up first. Thousands were gathered in the stands to watch the show. I had been jobbing to new recruits for months, but finally, Mr Mcmahon was giving me the push I had been waiting for. He was making me, the Anaconda Crusher, a big name in the business at last, and I would earn some real cash. I was waiting alone for my curtain call, sitting in my dressing room, flexing in front of a mirror. I had an incredible physique. Many other wrestlers used steroids to gain this form, but not me - I didn't need them. Vince MacMahon had noticed my natural ability to gain muscle, my furred chiselled body looking like something out of a comic book. My chest, arms and legs glistened with oil in preparation for the TV Cameras, and my bushy beard and scowling look practised in the mirror. I was dressed in only a tiny towel around my waist, posing, and I would put on my themed trunks in a few moments. I clenched my biceps, my muscles bulging; I had never looked as good. I did another pose before noticing a small blond boy watching me from the corner of my dressing room. "Wrong room, buddy," I bellowed. Damn it. I must not have locked it on my way in. "S..sorry..," The boy replied. "I got lost. You're Anaconda the Crusher!" He gasped. "I am. And you shouldn't be in here." His eyes were like saucers as he looked at my size. At 6'6, I looked big enough on TV, let alone in person. I towered over most wrestlers, and my mother is still sometimes taken aback by my size. The kid, on the other hand, looked barely a teen, perhaps a little younger. He had long blond hair falling down the sides of his face and a mullet in the back. His slim stature reminded me of many wrestling fans in the audience, probably a kid from some rural area here with his parents. "Can I have your autograph?" the boy asked hopefully, in a typical southern twang. Yep, definitely a Trailer park kid. "You're my favourite wrestler! You've been losing loads, but you're still the best!" "Your favourite wrestler, huh? What's my finishing move?" "That's easy! The Anaconda Clutch! You wrap your big muscly arms and legs around them, and they can't breathe, so they tap out!" the kid also animated my move to perfection. I smiled to myself. A true fan. Jobbing all the time meant I hadn't used my main move in months, so this boy must have been following my stuff for a while, and even with my constant losing, he hadn't given up hope. "Come a little closer, kid. What's your name?" As he approached, I sat on my stool, the short, blond-haired runt sauntering over as if in a dream. "Um,... Louie. " Louie stood by my side as I tore off a tissue and scribbled my name and a message. I noticed him looking at my writing but looking at my body as well. My extra hairy body was probably alien to him and would be pretty striking with him being so close. "Are you here with your dad, Louie?" I asked. "No..my stepdad. But my real dad bought the tickets for my birthday!" "Wow, lucky boy. Tickets aren't cheap. How old are you?" "I turned 12 last week." he beamed like it was some achievement. "Twelve, huh? Have a big party with all your friends?" "I don't have any friends," Louise replied forlornly. "My stepdad home-schools me, and we don't go out much. He only brought me here because of the tickets." "Well, that explains how you got lost outside. There are loads of people out there." "Yeah..." Even though I had long finished writing his autograph on the tissue, he was still checking me out and seemed particularly interested in my towel. What had started as subtle glances were becoming bolder, something down there taking his curiosity. I looked down, too, to see what might have been taking his interest; your's truly Anaconda's snake was peeking its head out from under my short towel! "You know Louie; little boys shouldn't look at men's cocks like that." Louise swallowed hard, his eyes still locked on my glans and caught in the act. "I...I wasn't." "Boys shouldn't lie either." "Ummm..." I could hear the announcer starting the show in the main arena, boasting about attendance and a quick rundown of the night's events and headliners. With my match being the first, I knew I had about 10 minutes to get dressed into my gear. I was hot and horny. Fuck it; let's see where this can go. I stood up, towering above the little guy, giving no warning before throwing my towel aside. Although I wasn't yet hard, my semi cock was about 8" long, hanging beside my thigh. My cock and balls were shaved clean, unlike the rest of me, just something done in this line of work. Louis's eyes looked like they were about to pop out of his head, making no secret of what had hypnotised him. It swung almost thick as his arm in front of his face, my exposed head like an apple, dark red and menacing. "Want to help me with my match, Louis?" "Uh...what do you mean?" Louis asked, still transfixed by my hardening penis. "Touch it. Massage it. It will make me feel good and help me fight in the ring." "It? You mean your...? But you're a stranger." "Am I your favourite wrestler? Do you want me to win? Go on." The matches were fixed, of course, but he didn't know that. His naive nimble fingers could barely reach around it as it grew to a full ten inches. Louie's eyes locked onto my cock hole, watching it move as he felt me. "Make sure you massage my sack too. Gently. Squeeze my cock and feel my balls. Tell the Anaconda what you think." His timid hands held and squeezed along my shaft. His eyes focused on his task. I stepped forward, planting my cock square in front of his face. It was only inches from him, my cock bobbing in front of him, throbbing at what I could do. "It's huge..." the boy muttered. "And veiny..." His eyes were almost crosseyed as he looked dead in front of him. He carefully clawed at my balls, feeling their size in wonder. Now for the next step. "Open your mouth." Time to test this "fan." Without skipping a beat, he dropped open, allowing me access to his mouth. I angled my cock down and fed myself into his warm moist mouth. His lips stretched as my cock vanished inside his maw, and when he could no longer see it from it being so close, his gaze turned back up to me, blinking. I expected to hit his gag reflex after the first few inches, but his mouth seemed bottomless as I fit all 8 inches inside without any sign of struggle. He was a natural. With his face packed full of meat, I could tell he was no longer breathing. His eyes were watering slightly, but as our eyes locked, he seemed almost content with my penis lodged inside him. I pulled my cock back out, Louie gasping for air once as he was free from my cock. "Have you sucked cock before, kid? You didn't gag or struggle at all." Louie just shrugged. "That was only like 30 seconds. I can go way longer." His voice was raspy, but that was no surprise seeing as his throat lubricant now slimed along my shaft. "How long can you go?" "I can hold my breath for about a minute, but then my head starts feeling funny." "Oh yeah? Let's see. Open your mouth again." Louie again did as he was told, and I sank my cock back into his hungry face. His mouth slurped and gargled as I pushed all the way to the root this time, his throat expanding to accommodate my size. His cheeks bulged, and his eyes met mine again as I fully rested my cock in the tight channel within him. He was beyond trusting, I could have left my cock in him all evening, but when his white face started turning a little pink, and I heard the announcer calling my match, I knew my time was done. I put my hand on Louis's head for leverage to pull my cock out, the suction of his lungs forcefully holding onto my cock as I wrenched back out of him. "That was nice, kid. If I win my match tonight, visit me back here afterwards, and I'll reward you." "You're going to win, Anaconda! I just know it!" he spluttered. My cock twitched angrily as I packed it into my tight trunks. Patience, python. With the match already arranged for me to win, we would soon be back here to finish what Louie and I had begun. --- The crowd was still erupting outside as I made my way backstage. It was my first win in months, and as planned, I'd dominated one of the top card wrestlers. Tonight was designed as the first of many matches where I would crush my opposition for a story ending with my getting a main event match. I relaxed in my dressing room, anticipating my biggest fans' return. Sweat poured down my back. Typically I would have headed straight to the showers, but I didn't want to miss my chance of a well-deserved blow job. "You won!" the voice of Louie cheered as he burst through my door. "I did! And it's all thanks to you, champ!" I lied. "Really!?" "Yep! You made me feel so good so I could go out there and do my best!" "Woo! Yeah! Were you still going to give me a reward?" "I sure am. Come back over here next to me." I pulled my trunks back off, exposing my cock to his young self again. It would only be him and me in here for the next hour, and with my match done for the night, we had all the time in the world. Louis glanced down at my rapidly hardening cock, stirring at getting some more action. Louis was openly looking at me now, adjusting his shorts as he took me in. "Do you want me to put that in my mouth again?" Louis offered. "Soon. But I want you to do something else first. How would you like to get as big and strong as me? Would you like to know the secret to becoming a man?" "Heck yeah! What is it?" "Come a little closer." Louie stood between my thick, spread thighs. I reached towards the front of the boys' shorts, pulling the waistband forward; Louie gulped as I appraised what was inside. His tweenage cock was resting there; half a dozen stubs of hair suggested he might previously have had a few wisps of hair, but they had been otherwise removed. "Your prick is tiny for a boy your age," I stated. "I had some hairs... " Louie explained. "But I wet the bed, so my stepdad made me shave them off. He said only little kids wet their bed." "Hrm, you certainly should have stopped doing that by now. Step out of your shorts." Louie let his shorts fall to the floor, his twelve-year-old pricklett bouncing free. For a boy who had started puberty, his cock was relatively small. It was good that he was home-schooled, as other boys his age would have likely teased him mercilessly for his small penis. "Was it piss or cum in your bed?" Louie just shrugged. "I dunno. My stepdad was really mad, though. I liked having some hair because it made me feel grown up, but he made me shave it off". "Well, I can help you to grow some more," I said, standing up over him. "Just like you helped me before, now I will help you. Licking a man will teach your body how to grow more hair and become a big strong man like me. Are you willing to do that?" "Yes! Anything to be a grown-up!" Louie beamed. "Good. After my match, I get extremely sweaty. The sweat collects between my legs and especially beneath my cock. You must put your face behind my balls and lick off my sweat. It will reek down there; my manly stink will be strong, but it is the most potent stuff and the fastest way." Louie hesitated momentarily, perturbed by what I asked, but crouched to get down there. I adjusted my stance, spreading my legs so he could reach underneath me. His long blonde hair tickled my thighs as he pushed his face up and under me. There was a slight pause as he took in my strong musk before I could feel the roughness of his tongue lapping against my taint. "Mmmm", I growled. "Lick all that shit clean, Louis. Most of it gathers at the base of my crack, so make sure to lick there too." "It really stinks down here..." Louie muttered beneath me. "Of course it does. Man-sweat isn't sweet, but it won't hurt you." I closed my eyes and concentrated on the feeling of his rough wet tongue lapping at my tired body. Nothing but the sound of tongue against man taint could be heard, and his diligence eventually caused the whole area to relax. A few minutes passed as he continued to swipe away, tentatively approaching the base of my ass. Each time he licked, his nose dabbed at my ass crack like it was knocking at my back door. The repeated bumps eventually made me slip a silent fart at him; there was no noise, but I could tell it was terrible, smelling it from up where I stood. He stopped for a moment as he endured what had just happened, perhaps trying to work out if what he thought had happened was real. "NNgh... You're, blegh... pretty clean back here now," Louie confirmed. "Can I come back up now?" "In a moment, Louie. I have something else for you." I reached back and pulled my cheeks apart. "Press your nose into my ass. " Louie did as I asked, dipping his nose in, only for me to clench my globes around him. Louis grabbed my legs with his hands, expecting what would come. With his head craned up against my trench and his nose precariously lodged next to my asshole, I let him have it. I gave him a full dose this time, my asshorn blasting his trapped nostrils with manly assheat. I felt his body jerk below me as he got the complete hit, a groan escaping his lungs as they tried to repel the foul air. As more gas puttered out, I pushed again, his face defenceless from against my twitching asshole. "You smell that, Louie? That's the smell of a man." "Uhuh.." He managed. "Here comes another," I warned. He gripped my legs tight as I farted again, my hole warming his face with my shit air. I reached and rubbed his brave slim shoulders as he remained down there, in the frontline. The raw smell of ass saturated the room like burning incense; my nose scrunched up from the stench; I had no idea what it must have been like for him. After my bowels were cleared and the smell dissipated, I let him back up. But only briefly. Louie stood back up, running his aching joints, a little shaky from the whole experience. "Are you ready for the next part?" "There's more?" Louie groaned, his face dusted with sweat and ass. "Of course! You still to drink my cum. Stay on your knees and open your mouth." Louie stared back at me but got back into position, dropping his jaw only for me to plunge my cock back into its steamy moist depths. Knowing from previous he could take it, I sank it straight into his hot mouth, right up to the root. "Mmmmmp," Louie struggled as I packed my cock into him. "Shhh. You're doing great, Louie." His nose bumped against my shaved pubis, his hands instinctively holding my upper thighs as I bottomed out. I placed a tender hand on him, feeling his neck swollen with my girth, his throat stretched to accommodate my size. Feeling the wetness of his inner throat walls against my shaft, I began slipping it up and down inside his body. "Gorp..." Louise managed, his fingers digging into my thigh. The slurps and gargles his face made only made me harder, my rod thick and relentless as I used it to pleasure myself. "Suck", I ordered, knowing it was impossible in his position. With his passages completely blocked with meat, his lungs were at my mercy, and he had nothing to draw from. Louis blinked up at me as we passed the 30-second mark, halfway to his limit. His little pecker was rockhard, too, his below-average 3 inches unsheathing his pinkish head. Although short, his glans were reasonable, looking like a bright pink bulb at the end of his narrow stem. I nudged his sticky helmet with my toe, his penis springing back merrily. "Hands off," I growled as he attempted to protect himself. "Mmmmmph!" Louie complained as I poked and prodded his precious penis with my foot. Slipping his boypenis between my toes, I roughly jerked him off, Louis only managing a few seconds before spitting a few teaspoons of white drippings. His boyish sounds of pleasure caused my balls to retract, telling me it was time for me to blow too. I held both hands on his cheeks and pounded his face hole hard. It had been at least a minute since I plugged his mouth hole, his face flush and pink; I didn't want to stop until I had come. I thrust in and out, his mouth a pussy, I fucked him repeatedly. My balls squeezed, and before I knew it, there was no coming back. "Here it comes, Louie. Here comes my load!" I came what felt like buckets into his throat, some even dripping out the side of his mouth as he struggled to contain it all. Some even bubbled from his nose as my spermed filled every space. He gasped for air when I removed my cock, his slime coating my drooling cock. We both heaved from our efforts, mine from the fuck, him from getting air. I had never come so hard. "Guh...yuck.." Louie exclaimed when he caught his breath. "That is the essence of a man. Now that you have it within you, it will help you to grow into a man." "I've never gone that long before." Louis gasped. "How did it taste?" "I dunno. It's gloopy, like runny chicken soup." "Oh yeah? Well, sure that you clean the rest of it off me. The more you get, the faster you will grow up." I offered my softening cock to Louie again, and he obediently lapped clean the saliva and cock drippings from my cock and balls before returning to his stepdad. **************** LOUIS PERSPECTIVE **************** Man, so many people are around, and the arena is so big! My dad had bought me a ticket to watch wrestling for my 12th birthday, so my stepdad brought me here. He wasn't too happy about it since he didn't like taking me out to different places. I am usually home-schooled and don't get to see other people. He says I'm not old enough to come to places like this, but he had no choice since it was my birthday and a present from my real dad. I love wrestling. I watch it all the time on TV and am amazed by how many people there are. Nothing could have prepared me for being amongst it all. There were thousands of people here. I was lost, having just been to the bathroom and trying to find my way back. I was in a hallway which curved around inside, there were doors everywhere, but every corner looked the same! I was getting scared and dizzy. I knew I had to find my way back but I was lost in this massive place. I was drowning in the lights and the people, and the noise. Everyone was pushing and shoving, and I had to get away to catch my breath. I found a door and went through it, not caring what it was, just looking for an escape. I shut the door behind me to drown out the chaos and turned back around. The room looked like moms old bedroom, but there was no bed. There was a wrestler in here, though, and when I saw who it was, my mouth dropped. It was Anaconda! He was standing in front of the mirror, flexing his muscles, and he looked huge! He was so big and hairy, way more than when I saw him on TV. He had big rippling muscles across his chest and massive arms and legs. He wasn't in his wrestling gear yet, only wearing a towel around his waist. He saw me and scowled. I knew straight away I wasn't meant to be in here. "Wrong room, buddy," he said, telling me off. "S..sorry... I got lost. You're the Anaconda the Crusher!" "I am. And you shouldn't be in here." I froze on the spot. He was towering over me, several times bigger than my stepdad. His eyes looked angry as he stared down at me; he could have crushed me with just a single fist. I wasn't used to seeing an adult dressed in so little, and he had fuzzy hair everywhere. "Can...can I have your autograph?" I stuttered, trying to break out of my stupor. "You're my favourite wrestler! You've been losing loads, but I still think you're the best!" "Your favourite wrestler, huh? " He bellowed. "What's my finishing move?" "That's easy! The Anaconda Clutch! You wrap your big muscly arms and legs around them, and they can't breathe, so they tap out!" I still couldn't believe I was with THE Anaconda. I had forgotten about the crowd outside, and my blood was pumping, knowing I was with my all-time favourite wrestler! And he was talking with me! "Come a little closer, kid. What's your name?" "Um,... Louie. " I replied nervously. I went up and stood next to him as he sat down on a stool. He grabbed some paper and started writing his name on it. Looking down at what he was doing, out of the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of something sticking out of the end of his towel. It was dark red or purple, lurking next to his thigh. Oh my god, is that his... "Are you here with your dad, Louie?" He asked, snapping me out of it. "No..my stepdad. " I replied, trying not to look. "My real dad bought the tickets for my birthday!" "Wow, lucky boy. Tickets aren't cheap. How old are you?" "I just turned twelve last week," I said proudly. "Twelve, huh? Have a big party with all your friends?" "I don't have any friends," I said. "My stepdad home-schools me, and we don't go out much. He only took me out today because of the tickets." He shifted his position, and the thing in the towel moved. I couldn't help but look again. There was no doubt what I was seeing; it was his penis, poking out from under his towel! It was gigantic! It was thick, lurking like a red snake, and he didn't even have a boner yet! "Well, that explains how you got lost. There are a lot of people out there." "Um, yeah..." I said, still distracted by what I was seeing. I had never seen my dad's cock before, but I saw stepdads all the time. I thought my stepdad had a big one, but it was nothing compared to Anacondas! Not having gone to real school and not going out much, my stepdads and mine were the only ones I had ever seen, and mine was tiny compared to that! "You know Louie, little boys shouldn't look at men's cocks like that." Oh crap! He caught me looking! "I...I wasn't..." "Boys shouldn't lie either." "Ummm..." But I couldn't look away. It was his cock, alright, right there! The head was exposed and purple, the peehole nearly as wide as my finger. Suddenly he stood up, towering above me. I thought he was mad and would hit me, but he removed his towel instead, showing me everything else. His penis looked soft, but even then, it was as thick as my arm, dangling down his leg. There wasn't any hair on it like the rest of his body, which made it look even bigger! My eyes felt like they were popping out of my head. Even his balls looked huge to me. Mine were like marbles, but his were the size of eggs hanging there! "Want to help me with my match, Louis?" "Huh...what do you mean?" I asked, still transfixed by his penis. "Touch it. Massage it. It will make me feel good and help me fight in the ring." "Really? But you're a stranger." "Am I your favourite wrestler? Do you want me to win? Go on." I was shaking, but the sheer size of it drew me towards it. I reached out and held Anaconda's thick meat as it grew even bigger. It was hot on my fingers, and I could feel every bump and vein along it; it throbbed between my fingers like a truck rumbling. "Make sure you massage my balls. Gently. Squeeze my cock and tell Anaconda what you think." "It's huge..." I croaked. "And so veiny..." I felt dizzy, but I couldn't look away. A manly odour wafted off of it like it was calling to me. "Open your mouth," he ordered. I dropped my jaw, and he pushed his cock straight into my mouth. It rubbed inside, stretching my lips, and he shoved it in. I obediently looked up at him, wanting to make my fave wrestler happy and help him in his match. It was a struggle when he kept packing more and more in, and I could feel it inside my head, filling me and stretching my throat. The weight made my neck feel stiff, and he left it inside my throat for a time, watching me. Even though I couldn't breathe anymore, I trusted him and could hold my breath for a while. He looked surprised I was taking his cock so easily, but I coughed and spluttered with air when he pulled it back out again. "Have you sucked cock before, kid?" Anaconda asked. "You didn't gag or struggle at all." I didn't know what gagging meant, but I knew from when I sucked my stepdad that it was best just to let him in. "That was only like 30 seconds. I can go way longer." My voice was a little sore from his cock, not used to something so big. "How long can you go?" "I can hold my breath for like a minute pretty easy." I boasted. "But then my head starts feeling funny." "Oh yeah? Open your mouth again." I was nervous when he sank his penis back into my mouth this time. I trusted him but didn't know how long he might go this time. While I can do 60 seconds, that's when holding my breath, not with someone's penis jammed inside me. My throat made gurgling sounds as he pushed his cock back inside, I wanted to do a good job, but I couldn't even swallow because my neck was so full. My cheeks bulged, and I couldn't move my head; my nose pressed hard against his lower belly, where the root of his cock started. I let myself relax, letting him do what he needed, his glistening body leaning over me and his massive cock expanding further. I was almost overwhelmed by it when I heard a lady back in the arena announcing the show's start. Hearing this, Anaconda pulled back out of me, and I gasped for air when I could breathe again. "Thanks for your help, kid," he said. "If I win my match tonight, visit me back here afterwards, and I'll reward you." "You're going to win, Anaconda! I know it!" I spluttered. --- He won! He was amazing! I told my stepdad after the match, I had to go to the bathroom again as an excuse to meet back up with Anaconda. I couldn't wait to see what he would do to reward me, he had won, and I had helped! I knew exactly where his room was, so I almost ran to go and see him. "You won!" I shrieked when I opened the door back into his dressing room. "I did! And it's all thanks to you, champ!" "Really?" "Yep! You made me feel so good and relaxed, so I could go out there and do my best!" "Yeah! Do I still get a reward?" I hoped. "You sure do. Come over here in front of me." He took his trunks off in front of me when I got nearer, his huge cock tumbling out before me. I never thought I would see Anaconda's penis in a million years, and even though I was getting used to it, I was still amazed by how big it was. It was droopy again, but even so, it was bigger than my stepdad was hard! It hung like a giant banana between his legs, shift shaft and big red knob shiny with sweat. "Do you want me to put that in my mouth again?" I asked. "Soon," he replied. "But I want you to do something else first. How would you like to get as big and strong as me? Would you like to know the secret to becoming a man?" "Heck yeah! What is it?" "Come a little closer." I stepped right up between his legs. I could smell the salty sweat from his match oozing from every inch. He reached towards my shorts, and before I realised what he was doing, he pulled my shorts out to see my wiener. I swallowed and blushed. My tiny dick was nothing compared to his. My little softy was sleeping. I just hoped he liked it. "Your prick is tiny for a boy your age," he said. "I had some hairs. But I wet the bed last week, so my stepdad made me shave them off. He said only little kids wet their bed." "Hrm, you certainly should have stopped doing that by now. Step out of your shorts." With my face burning, I let my shorts drop to my feet and stepped out, my dick fully out in the open. I knew my penis was small, but not having seen many boys my age; I didn't know whether I was average or not. " "Was it piss or cum in your bed?" "I dunno. My stepdad was really mad, though. I liked having hair because it made me feel grown up, but he made sure I shaved it off". "Well, let's get you to grow some more," he said. "Just like you helped me before, now I will help you. Licking a man will teach your body how to make your own. Are you willing to do that?" "Yes! Anything to be a grown-up!" Louie beamed. It sounded weird and a bit gross, but I trusted him. He was so big, and I wanted to be just like him! He stood up, towering over me, explaining what I had to do. "Good. After my match, I get extremely sweaty. The sweat collects between my legs, especially beneath my cock. You must put your face behind my balls and lick off the sweat. It will reek down there, but it's the only way." I felt funny knowing I would have to get underneath him, and it might be dirty down there, but it sounded like it was the only way. I got down on my knees and got under Anaconda's looming body, staring at the wet part behind his balls next to his butt. I was glad that he shaved down there for all the hair he had on him, but I could see from his butt that he still had some fur back there. Even though he was big, it was a tight squeeze to fit my head behind his balls. I had to push my face up and under, and I could smell everything down there, not just his sweat, but his musty balls too. I had to pause after sweat dropped into my eyes, and I was sure I could smell his butthole. "Lick it all clean, Louise. " He ordered. "Most of it gathers at the base of my ass, so make sure to stick your tongue there too." "It really stinks bad down here..." I muttered, taking a tentative first lick at the part behind his hefty balls. "Of course it does. Man-sweat isn't sweet, but it won't hurt you." I got to work cleaning him, swiping my tongue around the very top of his thighs where they met his ballsack and the bit between. My eyes watered from sweat drips and his intense smell, but I wanted to make him proud. His skin was salty, and his body stinky. Every time I swallowed, I could taste his musty essence running down my stomach, my wet tongue dampening and clearing away every corner. I could hear him moaning and gasping every time my face nudged his balls, and they would sway in and out of my view. His legs seemed to loosen as I licked; all I could hear was my tongue scrapping his sweat away. A few minutes passed as I licked him, my licks getting too close to his ass a few times. My nose dipped at the base of his ass crack a few times, and his asshole must have been close. When I had to lick my tongue into the bottom scoop of his crack a few times, my nose dug between his cheeks, but I couldn't think of any other way. I think he farted at one point, too, because although I didn't hear anything, there was a warm puff, and the smell of ass became obvious. It was awful as I gulped it all down. I didn't say anything because I didn't want to embarrass him. "NNgh... " I said, swallowing the last concentrated mouthful of ass sweat. "You're, blegh, pretty clean back here now. Can I please come back up now?" "In a moment, Louie. I have something else for you to do," he said, reaching back and pulling open his asscheeks. "Press your nose into my ass. " I knew instantly what Anaconda would do, but I did it anyway, sinking my nose into his funky valley. With my nose nestled snugly inside, Anaconda closed his cheeks again, clenching them shut and trapping me there. I could have held my breath like before, but I figured I needed to sniff his hole, and what came out of it if I wanted to become a man. His butt muscles rippled, and his hole pursed open. I grabbed onto his legs for support and waited for what was to come. His butthole flexed again before it hit me, squeezing a foul fart into my face. The blast of air knocked me first, followed by a thunderous nose. His hole flexed open, dousing me in his reek. My body jerked backwards to escape but moved forward again, knowing I had to stay put. I held on for dear life and groaned as I took another head-on; I had barely recovered from that when he farted again, my lungs defenceless from his twitching asshole and the relentless shitty air. "You smell that, Louie? That's the smell of a man." "Uhuh.." It was so bad. My brain foggy from his fumes. "Here comes some more." He farted again, the heat from his hole bubbling up and whacking my face. It stank so bad, but I wanted to be a man even more. He rubbed my shoulders to comfort me as the raw smell of ass saturated every inch of my breathing room. My body shook, but his care for me told me I was doing well. I felt dizzy and woozy, the air burning and stinging my insides. My lungs filled with his gas, his stink lingering inside me. "You ready for the next part?" he asked when he finally let me up. "There's more?" I whined, still smelling his ass on my face. "Of course! You need to swallow my cum. Stay on your knees and open your mouth." My knees hurt, but I wanted to please him. He had helped me now, so it was only fair, so I got back into position, opening my mouth for his cock. He slid it back into my mouth, not stopping until he had packed the whole thing in. I took a last struggle for air as his girth completely blocked my airway. "Shhh. You're doing great, Louie." His shaved pube skin pricked my face, pressing hard against his belly. My hands found his legs as he started fucking my throat, his hand back on me as he began to hump my mouth. His cock trundled in and out of me, my throat clogged and stretching as he forced it in and out. "Gorp..." my mouth made a funny noise as I tried to breathe while he fucked. His penis didn't let me, so I just held on until he was done. I counted the seconds in my head, my head a swirl of his manly smell and his thrusting cock. He was so strong, and I was helpless, but I wanted to make him feel good again. Anaconda towered above me. I was so lucky to have met him and for him to help me like this. His complete control over me made my dick harder than it had ever been. Lost in my thoughts, I felt him nudge my penis with his foot, causing a tingle in my cock. I tried to reach down to rub myself, but he swatted me away. "Hands off," He ordered. "Mmmmmph!" I complained. He tugged roughly on my dick with his toes and wouldn't stop. I moaned when I could feel something happening, but I couldn't tell him to stop. My balls felt like they were about to pop, my eyes rolled back in my head, and then it happened. I thought it was pee, but it was thicker, the same feeling I had in bed earlier in the week. I felt my dick throbbing, and something wet came out. I moaned again, a whimper of pleasure which I couldn't help but make. My penis suddenly felt hot and went soft again, my whole body feeling warm and fuzzy. Above me, Anaconda changed gears. He took his foot off me and took my face in his big hands. He went faster and harder, fucking my face with more strength. I could feel my head bubbling as it must have been near time for him to let me go. He kept thrusting until I felt his penis swell. "Here comes my load, Louie. Here comes my load!" His penis injected his cum down my throat; slimy and warm, it gushed out until his stuff burst out of my mouth. I coughed and spluttered, his thick white sperm oozing from my nose and mouth, mixing with my spit. I could breathe again, but strings of cum still connected his cock to my mouth, and yet more of it oozed from his cock hole. "Guh...yuck.." I managed when I had caught my breath. "That is the essence of a man. " Anaconda said over me. "Now you have it within you; it will help you to grow into a man. Taste good?" "I dunno. It's gloopy, like runny chicken soup." "Oh yeah? Make sure you clean it off. Then you better get back to your folks." He pushed his cock toward my face one more, slithering it into my mouth so I could lick the gunk off of it. Anaconda smiled at me as his penis began to droop. I was so lucky to have met him.