Date: Wed, 30 Oct 2013 23:02:13 +0100 (CET) From: Patrick Summers Subject: Seeding Hunter Seeding Hunter a story set in the same universe as "Impregnating Robbie" and "Breeding Ryan" Warnings for pseudo-science and biology, M/m (14y/o), male pregnancy, unsafe sex (there's no HIV in my world) I never wanted to settle down. I enjoyed sleeping around, fucking anything that tickled my fancy, tingling from bar to club to seedy motels, only to fall into my own bed in the early hours of the morning. Alone. As a rule, I never took anyone back into my apartment. That was my own sanctuary, the one place where anything other than screaming orgasms - mine and those of my partners - were of importance. Stepping into it now, I released a satisfied sigh and patted my gently throbbing cock through the fabric of my tight-fitting jeans. I'd had a particularly good night. I had met the twins in a seedy bar and it had taken us no more than ten minutes to go from small talk to three-way in the bathroom. They had taken turns with deep-throating me, letting me face-fuck them until they were choking, their eyes watery but glowing with lust as they stroked themselves. I'd come deep down one's gullet, while shoving my fingers down the other's throat. They had both shot their load at the same time and I had left them there, kneeling in a puddle of their own cum with the same blissed-out expression on their identical faces. Fuck, it had been a great night. I was just stepping out of the shower when my doorbell rang. Frowning, I checked the time, asking myself who in the world would come by at six in the morning. When I opened the door clad in a white fluffy robe and nothing underneath it, it would have been an understatement to say that I was surprised to see my Aunt Rita stand in front of me. "Uh, hi," I said, frantically trying to remember if I had forgotten anything. Family trip, maybe? "John," she murmured, looking resigned as she took in my appearance. Her voice was soft, the southern twang reminding me of home, just as it'd always done. "I take it ya just got in?" I gave her a rakish smile. "Ah, you know how it is when you're young and good-looking. It's a hard life, but someone's got to live it." She rolled her eyes but I could see the hint of a smile play around her lips. "Ya always were trouble, m'boy. Good thing you also got yourself a heart of gold, or I'd given up on your sorry butt years ago." Grinning, I pulled her into a quick hug. "I missed ya, Aunt Rita," I drawled, letting the accent take over for a moment. "Ain't nothing quite like your tough love." "You'd a been lost without me." I sobered, pulling her into the apartment. "I really would have been, yes." I grinned as she blushed at my heartfelt words. A few minutes later had us sitting on my couch, steaming cups of expensive coffee in our hands. I'd changed into a pair of sweats and a T-shirt and had rubbed a towel over my wet hair. "Alright, hit me," I said, settling back comfortably. "Tell me what urgent business brings you here at ass o'clock in the morning that can't be handled over the phone." "It's about one of my Breeders. His name is Hunter," my Aunt said hesitatingly. I frowned at her, crossing my arms in front of my chest. "And?" She sighed. "Look, John, I wouldn't a come here if this weren't an emergency. To be quite honest, I don't know what ta do anymore." I was intrigued. Aunt Rita had been a case worker for the Breeder Centre for as long as I could remember and she'd never sounded like this when talking about one of her charges. "Go on," I murmured, taking a sip of coffee. She looked at me sharply. "This is no joke, John. I'm only gonna tell ya his story if ya promise ta listen with an open heart. I know what you've been doing these last few years since you got the trust fund money, and even though I don't approve, it is also the reason why I'm here." I couldn't help but laugh. "You're here because I'm a slut?" My Aunt grimaced. "I'm here because in the last month alone, that poor boy has been sent away from two Centre's and three foster families. To be honest, we're both at the end of our ropes." Frowning, I poured two cups of coffee, adding cream to one of them. "So," I said as I settled down at the breakfast counter. "What's his deal? Bad behavior? Drugs?" Aunt Rita slowly shook her head. "It's nothing quite as simple, I'm afraid. Ya see, Hunter is fourteen years old and went through his Transition when he'd just turned eleven. Since then, he's basically been going through one cycle after another, with practically no pause. He's been sent from one Seeding to the next and he's totally exhausted, physically and emotionally." Shifting a little as my cock took unexpected interest in my Aunt's tale, I made an effort to look bored. "What did he decide to do with his baby?" "That's just the thing, John. He never took. The Doctors can't really explain it, but for some reason, Hunter's brain chemistry is set on an eternal cycle. He's not yet beyond help, but it's slowly driving him insane." I gulped. "Let me get this straight. There's a Breeder in your care that is stuck in an eternal state of fertility, dripping with pheromones, and nobody has managed to knock him up?" Aunt Rita rubbed a hand over her face. She looked pained and a little uncomfortable discussing this with me. "Pretty much, yes." I snorted, looking around my tidy flat with studious disinterest. "I still don't know what any of this has to do with me." She gave him a hard look. "Oh, really? I know that you've done your stint at the local Centre and that all your Breeders have successfully taken. In the last five years, you have paid for ten court dates to get yourself absolved of parental duty and alimony, always citing unexpected cycles." I gulped, flushing a bit. "So? I've had a streak of bad luck with Breeders. What does that have to do with this barren boy of yours?" "He ain't barren!" Rita sounded genuinely angry now, and I held up my hands to placate her. "He ain't," she continued in a calmer tone. "Biologically speaking, there is no reason for Hunter not to get pregnant, but there is a lot to be said for the power of the mind. All his Seedings have been anonymous, clinical things that left him almost catatonic." "Poor boy," I muttered, snorting when Rita looked at me in astonishment. "I do have some empathy, you know." She actually looked a little embarrasses. "Yes, Johnny, I know. It's the reason I'm here. I know that if anyone can make Hunter let go enough, it'll be you." "Huh," I said, stunned by the admission. "Thanks, I guess. Alright, so how is this gonna happen then?" "If you agree," she stressed the `if', "I would bring him over, supervise the first meeting between you two. He's desperate enough to agree to anything by this point, but I won't allow anyone to take advantage of that. Boy's been through enough." "But in the end, what you want me to do is seed him and make it stick." I was being crude, but I had to be sure. This sounded almost too good to be true. "Yes," she said, pulling a face. "Hunter is a special boy, and he's very dear to me. I can't stand to lose him to his own biology." "Alright," I murmured. I looked at my Aunt and we both knew what my answer would be. "Bring him over then. After all, I'm always glad to do my bit for society." Aunt Rita raised an eyebrow and without moving much, she wacked me upside the head. "Don't be a pig, Johnny, or I'll paddle ya like them earlier times." I grinned outright at her. "Yes, Auntie." She stuck her tongue out at me and pulled a face in a stunning display of maturity. She placed her now empty cup on the counter and turned to go. "John. Whatever happens with Hunter, you be careful with the boy, okay?" I nodded mutely. Watching her go, I was torn between excitement and dread. One way or the other, I couldn't help but look forward to the experience. * * * It happened only a couple of days after Aunt Rita's visit. She'd let me know and I had cleared my schedule and stocked up on supplies Ð food mostly, but also other necessities that may come in handy, like lube and energy drinks. At first I didn't really get a good look at the Breeder, but I could smell him as soon as he stepped off the elevator. With a deep groan, I pressed the heel of my hand into my crotch, trying to stave off the instant erection that threatened to tent my pants. God, he smelled good. Better than any Breeder I'd ever smelled before, like peach pie and molasses cookies and sunshine. He was very fertile and the urge to take him immediately was strong, even as the rational part of my brain kept fighting it. I remembered my Aunt's words, repeating them in my head over and over. Fragile, she'd called the boy, desperate and vulnerable. I'd be damned if I'd add to the trauma by being overly aggressive. "Down, boy," I murmured, directing the words to my throbbing cock, even as my gaze stayed fixed on the slender form stepping into my apartment. Hunter was tall for his age, but rail-thin. He was wearing baggy pants and a loose sweater. The sleeves were too long and fell over his hands, were they got twisted and pulled by nervous fingers. The boy had soft-looking, wavy light-brown hair and striking hazel eyes that were lowered to the ground almost constantly. Every now and again he would glance at me and a shiver would race through him, coinciding with a sudden increase in the delicious smell as he took note of my aroused state. Seemed he was as affected by me as I was by him. Never taking my eyes off him, I stayed where I was and didn't move, even as every instinct screamed for me to get closer. "Huh," my Aunt said, giving me a quick smile. She'd never let me out of her sight and there was something in her hand that I couldn't quite see but assumed to be a tazer. I was only dimly aware of her presence, all my attention was focused on the sweet- smelling boy with the ripe body. "You're the first one that didn't just jump him," I heard my Aunt say, and that was enough to make me glance at her. "Huh, what?" Keeping both her hands on Hunter's shoulders, Aunt Rita smiled at me. "I know Hunter's scent is very strong. He can't really turn it off, so he gets accosted against his will almost every time a man gets close." "That's horrible," I muttered, my cock straining against the confines of my pants as I continued to stare at the Breeder. I sort of was aware of my Aunt talking softly to the boy before gathering up her stuff. "Be gentle," she admonished me, and out the door she went. As soon as she was gone, I whined, a strange sound that forced its way out of my throat against my will. Before I could stop myself, I was on the boy, crowding him against the wall as I pressed my nose into the crook of his neck and inhaled deeply. "So good," I moaned, the sweet scent setting my blood to boiling. Underneath me, the boy shuddered. "Please," he whispered, sounding wrecked. "Please, don't." It was like a punch in the gut. Pulling back with a hoarse shout, I wrenched my body away from Hunter and stumbled towards the door, intent on removing myself from temptation. "Wait!" I froze. I was breathing hard, my body thrumming with tension as I fought every instinct in me demanding that I go back and take the boy regardless of his willingness. I startled when a tentative hand touched my arm. A moment later, Hunter stepped around me, looking determined and apprehensive both, but there was a stubborn glint in his eyes that gave me hope. Pulling my arm away as gently as I managed to, I firmly kept my head angled away. "I'm not sure how long I can hold on. Get in the bathroom and lock the door, that's the best protection I can offer you right now." Hunter huffed out a soft breath, his sweet odor suffusing the air around him. "Maybe I don't want protection." I gulped, stepping closer against my will. "What," I groaned. "What d'you mean?" "You stopped," the boy said, wonder in his voice. "When I asked you to, you stopped, even though it had to hurt to deny yourself like that. I've been living with that ache a long time, but I remember how it felt in the beginning." "Not going to be able to say no for long," I grunted. Hunter smiled. "That's okay," he murmured softly. "I'm ready to try with you now." "Fuck." I was more than happy to hear that, my groin so tight that it was painful. I'd been celibate since my Aunt had told me about Hunter, I hadn't even allowed myself to jerk off. As a result, my balls were full to bursting and I was so horny that even this close proximity was threatening to push me over the edge. I never stopped to think about what I was doing. Encouraged by Hunter's breathy moans and his passive acceptance of everything I did to him, I divested the Breeder of his clothes, having him naked in mere moments. I followed suit, breathing in deeply as the boy's soaked underwear fell to the ground and I got a whiff of his unadulterated smell. "Jesus," I hissed as a burning wave of pure arousal had my cock dripping and me more than desperate to bury myself into the Breeder. Hunter was panting, his eyes wide open and pupils blown wide. I recognized the signs, knew right away that the boy was caught in a Breeding Frenzy, his animal brain reducing him to a fertile body desperate to be impregnated. His gaze never wavered from where it was fastened to my prominent erection and the only sounds he made were needy whimpers that stole my willpower. There was no backing down now, I knew. And man, I was gonna enjoy the ride. Grinning, I grabbed the slender boy and pulled him into my arms. My lips stole the startled exclamation of his, and I took advantage of his open mouth to shove my tongue inside. It was pretty clear to me right away that Hunter had never been kissed before. He was hesitant and sort of clumsy, but I relished his enthusiasm as he instinctively copied everything I did. Our naked bodies pressed together in a most distracting manner and every breath I took was saturated with that unique homey scent that set my blood to boiling. I was relieved to feel the unmistakable evidence of Hunter being as aroused as I was. Our heated cocks rubbed against each other and it felt almost too good to be true. I had a thing for younger boys, so I loved the sight of our two very different cocks together like this. His was long and slender, a good size for his age even though it was obvious that he'd never be a size-wonder. His hairless balls were small and drawn tight to his body, begging to be licked and sucked. Lying him down on my huge bed, I marveled at the differences between us, loving the feel of his smaller frame underneath me. Pulling back, I smiled at the small sound of protest the boy couldn't help but make. Leaning down, I softly blew at the small cock, grinning as it trembled in reaction. Going lower, I panted a bit in anticipation. The moment my lips touched his wet hole, Hunter froze. His whole body went rigid in an instant and before I even knew what was happening, he screamed and came all over his stomach and chest. His untouched cock jumped as it pumped out a surprisingly big amount of come and his hole clenched underneath my lips, only to open a heartbeat later releasing a gush of slick that I licked away as fast as I could, loving the taste. "Oh," Hunter moaned, pressing his opening against my searching tongue. When I pressed it in, the boy screeched and jerked, his cock throbbing as if in orgasm, even if nothing more came out. The boy panted as I stabbed into his dripping hole, over and over again, mimicking a fucking motion. Glancing up, I could see that Hunter was still very hard and would likely remain so as long as I kept up the stimulation. Sucking hard on his hole one last time, I filled my mouth with his slick and grinned at the boy's heartfelt groan. Swallowing my delicious mouthful, I shuddered in bliss and then I worked my way up his crotch. I slowly ran my tongue up the underside of Hunter's straining little cock, tasting his salty come that was saturated with his fertile scent. I loved it almost as much as the slick I'd just licked out of his clenching hole. Hunter gasped, his head arching back in his pillow, his hips jerking up slightly. He yelped as my tongue rasped over his sensitive tip, his eyes flying open. "Easy," I soothed. "Hold still." "I can't," the breeder replied breathily. "Feels so good." I reached out and pressed my fingers to Hunter's hip, then lowered my head and sucked his cock into my mouth, all in one go. "Oh," Hunter gasped, whining a little under his breath, as aroused as if he hadn't just come mere minutes ago. I ran my tongue over the flared head, then swirled the tip of my tongue under the boy's glans just like I loved it myself. "Ahhh!" Hunter cried, his body starting to rock up and down. I sucked harder and used my teeth to nibble gently on the very tip before dropping lower, again encasing the whole of Hunter's cock in my mouth. Hunter cried out, his body rocking faster, his hips thrusting up to get more of the sensation. My hand shifted from Hunter's hip to his little balls, cupping and squeezing, fondling and pulling. Underneath it, I felt more slick running out of him, his hole making little squelching noises as it opened and closed rapidly. I bobbed my head a few times, lips and teeth and tongue all sliding over the silky shaft while my hand continued to play with Hunter's balls. The boy cried out helplessly, a long, powerful sound escaping his lips as he came hard inside my mouth, shaking through a second orgasm in less than ten minutes. The first taste of Hunter's second load of the night surprised me. It wasn't what I'd expected. I'd braced myself for the already familiar salty taste, but now Hunter's essence was sweet and reminded me of the honey suckers my Aunt had made when I was a child. I vaguely remembered having read somewhere that this could only mean one thing Ð he was right at the verge of his body chemistry being changed irrevocably. This was his last chance, a powerful surge of fertility to counteract the biological end result of the many fruitless cycles he'd gone through. It made me all the more determined to breed him, to stop that process. Hunter had had more chances than most, but apparently, he was running out of time. I continued to suckle on the young breeder's cock, wanting and drawing more of that sweet nectar out of him, willing his body to accept me as the one to bring life to where none had taken hold before. Hunter groaned and grunted, his body shaking as his balls tried to turn themselves inside out in their effort to give me what I wanted. "John," he breathed, "OhÉ unhÉ" The sound of my name on Hunter's lips, the taste of his seed on his lips, and the sight of the abandoned ecstasy I had made him feel pushed me ever closer to the edge and I released Hunter's quivering balls, reaching instead for my own cock. I caught the pre- come that was running down the underside of my shaft and swept it back up, over my aching member, then began to pump myself with long, hard strokes. It only took a few pulls and then I arched my back and came with a low groan, white ropes of my own seed raining down on Hunter's chest and belly in waves of hot pleasure. Watching them fall, I knew I was marking the boy as my own, and that pulled another thick rope from my balls, this one falling across Hunter's face. I watched as, without thought or hesitation, Hunter's tongue darted out, capturing the come that had fallen on his lips so he could taste it. Hunter's back arched in reaction and his trembling cock oozed another thick drop. I was still painfully hard, the relief of orgasm fleeting at best. "Can't wait, baby," I grunted, my eyes resting on his pink little hole that was glistening wetly as his natural lube trickled out of it. "Turn around." Maneuvering him so that he was kneeling on the mattress, I let my fingers glide through the wetness between the boy's cheeks, stroking softly over the puckered opening. It clenched at my touch and Hunter moaned. Rubbing around it with the thumb of my free hand, I gasped as it suddenly opened and my thumb plopped in. The wet heat felt incredible and I panted as my cock got unbelievably harder in anticipation. I carefully replaced my thumb with two fingers, dipping them past Hunter's quivering guardian muscle, rubbing them delicately against the walls of his anus. "Mmmmm," Hunter groaned into his forearm, hitching his ass against my fingers. "More, please," he gasped, the words muffled. "Yeah." I reached deeper, his hole giving easily, my fingers disappearing into the soft heat. I gingerly added the first two fingers of my other hand too, slipping them into other side of Hunter's anus. He opened beautifully, moaning when I gently held either side of his anus apart. Holding it open like I was, I got a good look down Hunter's fertile hole and I could almost imagine that I could see the place where my baby was about to be made. The slick had left Hunter's channel gleaming and clean, a long, dark pink, tender-looking space. I kept rubbing my fingers softly in time to Hunter's quiet little whimpers of desperation, slowly moving them in and out, as my cock throbbed and drooled. "You okay?" I asked throatily, my voice shaking. "So good," Hunter slurred into his arms. Every now and then, I would stroke over his prostate and he'd twitch with the lightest touch there. "You want more, huh?" I asked hotly, slowly pulling back, kneeling behind him, my fingers still working Hunter's squelching ass. "Want me to fill you up, make that ache finally go away?" The boy lifted his head, mouth open, lips just as slick as his hole. There was no mistaking what I was asking him and he nodded. I moved so that the head of my cock touched the crack of Hunter's ass above my fingers. Hunter jerked and whined, letting his head drop back down and pushing his hips into my hands. He was breathing loud and noisy as I used all four fingers to stretch him open, hissing and finally shoving my cock forward and into him mindlessly, half-insane with desire. Hunter yelled, a shrill cry of pained pleasure, jerking underneath me as I penetrated him, his ass clenching hard around my cock. The huge head of my dick sank into him, pushing easily and completely into the Breeder's wet hole, and I only slipped my fingers free when I bottomed out. It felt so damn good, his ass scorching hot and pulsing with Hunter's urgent little clenches. "Ahhhh, god," I exploded, expelling the breath I was holding and just letting the sloppy suck of Hunter's greedy hole twitch around me. Nothing could ever surpass this feeling; cradled in Hunter, connected to him in the most intimate and primal way possible as I prepared to impregnate him. I began to move in slow, dragging pushes, trying to reach all the aching, itching places up deep in him, my dick like steel as I ploughed the fertile boy, forcing harsh grunts from his throat. "Oh, fuck," I swore, thumbing Hunter's perky ass-cheeks wide, really wide, pulling him open so that I could press my dick in as far as I could, to reach deep enough for my seed to go where it needed to. Hunter was blubbering and whining under me, uttering little "unh, unh, unh" sounds that went straight to my aching balls. He couldn't seem to stop fretting and arching around my dick crammed deep in him, desperate in a way that surpassed mere arousal. The sexy little noises he made and the feel of him quickly drove me into a frenzy of fast and hard strokes, creating a burning friction within Hunter's flesh that had me grunting as I slammed into the Breeder over and over again, already so close. Hunter screamed in sheer bliss, arching his back as his body tightened. I lost all control. Roaring, I slammed my cock into the slender boy, burying myself deep as wave after wave of burning heat surged through me and I exploded deep within Hunter's body. I was coming so hard that some of my cum even splashed back out of him, white and thick against the thick furls of Hunter's swollen hole, some of it running down his thighs. I used my cock to corkscrew it back inside the breeder, into his lush, rich nest that was so ready to create a new life. "Oh god, oh *fuck*, you're doing so good," I told him, trying to catch my breath as I trembled through the aftershocks, leaning over Hunter's back so I could keep my softening dick inside while I reached my hand under the mewling Breeder. I fisted his sweet little cock, the perfect fit for my hand. I stroked Hunter twice before he came with a soft shout, bracketing him, covering him as he twitched through his peak. I loved his fitful little cries, his body going pliant and soft under mine. Almost at once, I knew that we had succeeded. The feverish pitch of Hunter's craving seeped out of him visibly, and even before I could pull back, the boy was collapsing forward like a puppet with cut strings. I was still inside him when I felt the first light cramps quiver through his young womb and I couldn't hold back the wide grin. Hunter was shivering wetly in my grasp, slumped and limp and utterly blissed out from his orgasm, but tension was returning to his body as painful spasms raced through him. ãSo beautiful," I murmured, helping Hunter turn onto his side to get him more comfortable, slipping out in the process. I lowered him to the bed fully, mindful of his fragile state as his body decided his fate. As soon as his body touched the mattress, Hunter curled up in a fetal position, whimpering through what looked like seemingly never-ending impregnation spasms. His hole was gaping wide open as he lay there, a steady stream of white cum flowing out and looked about as fucked-out as I could imagine him looking. "You're doing so good," I repeated inanely, wincing as Hunter groaned in pain, jerking spastically. I didn't remember seeing any Breeder being hit by the spasms this bad ever before, but I knew that every impregnation was different and so for the time being, I was letting nature take its course. I imagined what was going on in there. My sperm was very potent and I'd dumped it deep, so almost as soon as I'd spilled, Hunter's egg had been fertilized and now his body was propelling the inseminated egg towards the womb. "God, that's hot," I mumbled. I'd seen it before, had been responsible for more than one successful cycle, but never before had I felt this connected to a Breeder before. "Hurts," Hunter whined, his voice faint as he shivered and jerked on my bed. "I know," I murmured, lying down next to him. Without thought, I pulled the boy into my arms and on top of me, so that we were chest to chest. Hunter sighed and clung to me, whimpering into my neck. This way, I could feel the unnatural heat in his belly on my own naked skin, felt every shiver as our child was conceived. It was utterly erotic, the ultimate power trip and I felt my cock getting heavy again, a slow pulse of arousal that had none of the urgency of earlier. Shoving that to the back of my mind, I concentrated on the boy in my arms, whispering sweet nothings into his ear, praising him endlessly. Finally, after what seemed like hours, Hunter groaned harshly, and for a moment his belly seemed to pulse with renewed heat. "Oh, god," the boy fussed and then he went completely boneless on top of me. His breathing evened out and a look of wonder crossed his face. "Oh." I couldn't help the proud grin from spreading. "Think that did the trick?" Hunter huffed, rolling his eyes a little, even as he snuffled along my chest in contentment. "Yeah," he breathed. "Feels full. 'S nice." Smiling like a loon, I tightened my grip around the Breeder and watched him fall asleep. This had been a one of a kind experience, and already, I could feel myself grow reluctant to ever let the boy out of my sight. And really, it wasn't like he had somewhere better to go, even without adding in the fact that he had my child growing inside of him now. "Huh," I breathed, stunned by the very thought of asking Hunter to stay with me. I had never wanted to settle down. Until now. The end (?) Let me know if you want more of this. 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