Date: Thu, 25 Aug 2005 22:26:38 -0700
From: bearfocus@gmail.com
Subject: Pigeon Holed

WARNING: This story is fiction.  None of it is real.  It's written only for
the entertainment of my readers.  I reserve all rights to this material
other than those already granted to the Nifty Erotic Stories archive.
Don't be a bonehead and copy it without my permission.


 "I'm fucked... " I mumbled slumping against the wall and sliding down to
sit on the floor.  The plastic bottle fell from my hand and clattered
across the tile floor the remaining few pills scattered around the
bathroom.

I replayed it all in my head and wondered what the hell I was going to do.
All I could think of was to get the fuck out of his apartment before Eddie
woke up.  I gathered my clothes and made it to my car without waking him.
I cut one of my toes on something since I didn't risk taking the time to
put my shoes on.

All the way home I cursed my own stupidity.  It was my own fucking fault
too.  If I hadn't talked him into letting me cum inside his ass, I would
never have felt like I should return the favor and let him cum inside me.

No I'm not talking about HIV.  Well yeah, ok so we did fuck without condoms
and I did talk Eddie into letting me cum up his hole.  I'm usually the top
and ok so sue me if I love filling up a guy's ass with my seed and making
him my bitch.  Over the months that Eddie and I were fucking I'd never let
him fuck me though.  It kind of bothered him but I kind of liked that too.
I liked having him want my ass and never giving it up for him.

Oh we were safe about it, I mean we were only fucking each other.  We
tested each other at work and were both negative too.  We were both near
fanatical about not catching HIV.

The slight headache that brought me to the medicine chest was now pounding
in both my temples.  I popped some motrin when I got home and started the
shower.  Being a top I didn't have a sure shot or any way to properly clean
out my ass so I grabbed a turkey baster from the kitchen.

Over an hour later I crawled into bed.  I called in sick to work and popped
an ambien.  I hoped I'd flushed it out of my system but didn't hold out
much hope.  It had been over six hours after he fucked me that I woke up
with a headache and went in search of aspirin, plenty of time for the
compound to enter my body through the mucus membranes in my rectum.

I woke up still drowsy and feeling horrible.  The clock said it was 5 in
the afternoon and my cell phone was blinking.  I had a call from eddie, one
from work, one unknown and a new voicemail.  After drinking what seemed
like a gallon of water I got dressed and went running.  I hoped it'd clear
my head and I'd come up with a solution.  Every ache, pain, and sensation I
imagined was the compound affecting me.  The irony was rich, after using
the stuff on so many lab animals I was the first one who would be able to
actually report on it's effects.

Everywhere I ran that afternoon I saw pigeons.

I didn't want to belong to him and my stomach felt queasy from the thought.
Maybe it was the compound working on me?  Eddie stole pills from the lab
and had been taking them for the last week or so.  The pills were made from
a compound we had extracted from pigeons and other animals that pair bond
for life.  It was extremely expensive to isolate and very difficult to
synthesize.  If they found out, he'd be fired or worse assuming I didn't
kill him first.

For two years I'd been testing it on lab animals and so far it had produced
the same kind of pair bonding in animals that normally didn't mate for
life.

Eddie had transferred from another division and we'd started fucking around
a couple months back.  But he's a child and I could never see myself having
a relationship with him and told him on several occasions but he was a
great fuck.  We'd get together a couple times a week and I'd fuck his
brains out.  He always wanted my ass and I never let him have it.  Finally
I decided to cut it off since I wanted to find a man to date not just for
sex and Eddie begged me to change my mind.  When I didn't he finally got me
to agree to let him fuck me.  Ok so I was a bit of a softie and it did seem
fair.  Last night had been the first chance we'd had to fuck in a couple
weeks cause of schedule conflicts but now I knew that he was just waiting
for the compound to saturate his system.

I had no idea what the hell I was going to do on Monday when I had to see
him at work.  I finally decided I would pretend nothing had happened and if
I did feel any effects I would just have to tough it out.  After all I'm a
sentient being with free will.

I had trouble getting to sleep Sunday and didn't want to take another
ambien.  I jerked off to some porn but was too stressed out and just gave
up without cumming and finally fell asleep.  It was not a great night's
sleep but I felt better in the morning until I got to work.

I broke out in a cold sweat as I passed Eddie's Jeep in the parking lot.  I
wasn't worried about seeing Eddie, I knew I could pretend nothing had
happened.  But the moment I saw it my dick got hard.  I pulled my shirt
tail out and adjusted it so it wouldn't be as obvious.  I could NOT let
Eddie see that.  It was just going down when I heard...  "Hey Ken..." and
saw him grinning at me in the lab.

My cock was instantly rock hard again.  I tried to play it off like I
didn't react but I could tell he knew already.  I got away from him as
quick as I could.  He couldn't be too obvious there in the lab with other
people around.  But I knew I was fucked.  I wanted him too, I wanted to
suck his cock.  But I couldn't hide from him all day, and there was no way
I was going to quit my job to get away from him.  Luckily he spent most of
that day working in one of the clean rooms and I didn't have to deal with
him too much.  We were civil but he had this grin on his face whenever we
made eye contact or spoke.

I had trouble working that day cause I was so horned up whenever I saw him.
Near the end of the day my luck ran out and we bumped into each other as he
was coming out of the men's room.

"Ken are you alright?"

"Sure, why do you ask?" I answered trying to sound normal.

"Well you disappeared Friday Night and didn't call me back all weekend", he
said without mentioning anything.

I had a glimmer of hope, maybe I could play it off like nothing had
happened and just fight any urges I had.  I leaned forward a bit so my
shirt would hang loose and maybe hide my erection.

"Well you got what you wanted right?  I just wanted to sleep at home and
then got busy with some research I took home." I said matter of factly.

"It was great by the way...  are you sure I'm never gonna get that again?"
he asked.

"Nope that was it", I lied.  I wanted it so badly I would have let him fuck
me right there in the hallway.

"Ok just checking...  " he said and caressed my neck with his hand.

Fire spread through my flesh where he'd touched me and my knees felt weak.
I got lucky and my resolve didn't break.  If he'd done anything more than
that I don't think I could have kept up the lie.  But I knew there was no
way I could keep this up.  The compound had worked.  I was sexually bonded
with Eddie.

His touch, hell just his grin made me melt like he was my first love.  I
didn't love him though and that really pissed me off.  It didn't seem to
make any difference though.

When I got home I ordered some Chinese and tried to figure out what to do.
If we knew how it worked I might be able to reverse it but no one at the
lab knew.  We just had a list of effects we'd seen and changes to the
brains of the test animals.  The changes were permanent as far as we could
tell.

I was pissed off and very horny.  The usual porn wasn't working but
thinking about Eddie got my cock rock hard.  I refused to jerkoff thinking
about him though.  I slept badly that night and Eddie kept showing up in my
dreams.  When I woke in the morning I was kind of still drifting in and out
of a dream where Eddie was fucking me.  I was still tired and pissed off
again because of that dream.

I went running again that morning before work.  Hell if this kept up I was
going to be sexually frustrated but in great shape.

That whole week was awful.  Every time Eddie and I were in the same room I
tried to pretend that nothing was going on.  All I wanted to do was tear
his clothes off.  He suggested we do dinner on Friday like we often did and
I accepted so he wouldn't be suspicious, but I was dreading it.  Friday
Night dinners usually ended up with us back at his place and me fucking
him.  But the last thing I wanted to do was give in to my desire and
besides we had agreed that our relationship was going to be a platonic one,
that's why I'd let him have my ass in the first place.  I just didn't know
if I could hold out.  It was very difficult to suppress my desire for him..
Not just to have sex with him, but to debase myself and be used by him in
nasty kinky ways.  Hell even now just thinking about it my cock is hard as
a rock.

I buried myself in work the rest of the week and every spare moment I pored
over the research to see if there was any clue about how I could reverse
the effects of the compound.  There was nothing, no clue on how to reverse
it, it had been a vain hope of mine to find any.

Friday afternoon I left for home and was supposed to pick up Eddie later
for dinner.  When I got home I was going through my mail and trying to
relax when the phone rang.

"Hey, let's go to Mark's for dinner tonight, what do you think?" Eddie said
immediately after I had said hello.

Mark's had been one of our favorite places to go before a good evening of
fucking.  We usually had a couple glasses of wine there to loosen up.  Well
I knew I would only be having water tonight, I needed all my concentration
and willpower.

"Sure, that sounds great, kind of a farewell to that part of our
friendship", I answered trying to sound nonchalant.

"Oh, I wouldn't say it was a farewell..  I mean we are always going to be
close", he said confidently.

"yeah, but we are not fucking anymore..  ", I responded trying to keep the
desperation out of my voice.

"Hey you loved being my bitch last week..  come on admit it.", he
challenged.

"Yeah it was a great fuck sure, but that was a going away present.", I
said.

"Well... ", he said.  "I want your ass again.  I think you should let me
have one more crack at you."

I wanted to say no, I wanted to rebuff him and cancel dinner too.  But I
said nothing.

"Come on, you loved having my big cock sliding up and down your crack and
you damn near begged me to fuck you after I got you so worked up", he said
as his voice seemed to get lower.

I felt the hairs up and down my back stand straight up.  He was right, it
was a good fuck.  I do like to get fucked but just don't do it very often.
But now if I gave in I'd be doomed, he would own me if I gave in.  I was
going to swear that I didn't want it again...

"Well yeah it was great...  ", I said but the other part of that sentence
just didn't come out.

"Ok then bring your stuff to spend the night, I'm going to fuck you after
dinner.  I'll see you when you get here.", he said and then hung up.

I stood there with my cock poking a tent in my shorts feeling dazed.  I was
going to tell him no.  I was going to deny him.  But I couldn't say it.
Something stopped me.  There was this rush of excitement going through me
and at the same time the intellectual part of me was screaming no.  If he
was that forceful with me tonight at dinner I would never be able to refuse
him.

When I picked him up I barely kept him from kissing me full on the mouth.
There were several things that seemed like they would push me over the edge
and letting him kiss me on the mouth seemed like one of them.  I had
brought my overnight kit it was sitting on the back seat of my Honda.  I
had planned on leaving it at home but I like I had to..  it was like an
outside force was compelling me to do it.  Eddie saw it when he got in the
car and smiled.  The smell of him and his familiar cologne started getting
me aroused.

Dinner went pretty well but it seemed like Eddie knew he was going to win.
Somehow I knew it too.  We just talked small talk and I successfully
avoided having any wine, but Eddie had a couple glasses since he wasn't
driving.  I drove us back to his place hoping I'd somehow find the
willpower to refuse to come in, but he pointed out a spot on the street and
I parked and shut the car off.

Eddie turned to me and before I could stop him he leaned in and planted a
kiss on my mouth.  Tentatively at first, but bolder when I didn't stop him.
As our hormones raged, our breathing heavier I realized..  "I'm so fucked"


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